They walked back to the bar.
‘Don’t let me take you away from Zoe,’ Gil is said as they entered the bar. ‘I’l buy myself a drink and wait for my friends.’
Dallas spotted Eve Gillis standing with Kile at the bar. She was wearing a sea-green backless evening gown, cut so low in front that he could see the deep furrow between her breasts.
He nudged Gillis.
‘Some girl,’ he said under his breath. ‘Some dress she’s nearly got on.’
Gillis looked at Eve, who glanced at him and then looked away. Neither of them gave any sign of recognition.
‘The club is noted for its beautiful women,’ Gil is said indifferently. ‘But you should remember, in the dark, one woman is very much the same as another.’ He gave Dal as’s arm a friendly pat and walked over to the bar, where he climbed up on a stool within a few feet of Eve and Kile.
Dallas returned to where Zoe was waiting for him, and sat down.
‘Sorry to have been so long,’ he said, smiling at Zoe, ‘but I got caught up with the blond profile. He has quite a way with him, hasn’t he?’
Zoe’s pert little face hardened.