She nodded. “Good to know.”
Kit pulled out her phone and dialed Sean. He answered immediately. “You know Sully is here in New York, right?”
He sighed. “I tried to stop him. I told him that going into New York wasn’t a good idea, but he had Shannon book him on a private into Teterboro, then a ‘copter into Midtown. I take it you’ve seen him.”
She stared out the window, seeing the city pass by as they made their way over to the Plaza Hotel. “No. I heard he’s hanging out in Alexa’s lobby. Lex and I are headed to back out to the Plaza to burn some time.”
There was a pause before Sean responded. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
Kit chuckled. “Um, ok. Why not?”
“Sully’s staying at the Plaza tonight. At least that’s what Shannon told me.”
Kit glanced at Alexa as she spoke into the phone. “So you’re telling me that Sully has a room at the Plaza?”
“Yep. Under one of his normal covers.”
Kit grinned, remembering them well. “Which one is he using tonight? Harry Callahan or Indiana Jones?”
“He’s been on a Dirty Harry kick since we went back out—Harry Callahan. Sorry Kit. I couldn’t stop him.”
She chuckled. “Oh I know how he is. Hurricane Sully is on the loose. Why do you think he’s so successful? He’s relentless. Answer this for me. Is he totally loaded?”
“I can’t give you a definitive answer on that, Kit-Kat. The last I saw him was right after the show. I walked with him to the limousine. He was lucid and didn’t seem to be under the influence of anything except maybe a wee bit of whisky that he was sipping as we were walking and talking. He didn’t seem to be high on blow.”
He paused for a moment and then continued. “That being said, I have no idea what he did on the plane. And before you ask, yes, he was alone. Shannon was the only one with him. Giselle asked her to go with Sully and act as his handler. Shannon is already at the Plaza. No doubt checked into her room and as snug as a bug in a rug. She set Sully up with a car and driver and most likely got his suite set up for him. Sully will be staying in New York for the Meadowlands shows. We don’t leave until later in the week.”
Kit rolled her eyes and drawled sarcastically. “Great.”
Sean sighed. “He heard your song.”
Her breath caught in her throat for a moment. “And?”
“And he was very… moved.”
Kit shook her head. She had gotten very good at reading between the lines with Sean. “In other words, he had a meltdown. Where did he hear it?”
As Sean gave her a recap, Alexa stepped out of the car, Kit following closely behind into the Oak Room, her cell phone still plastered to her ear. Alexa waved to Spencer who had grabbed a table for them in a corner. Kit concluded her call and took a seat.
Spencer had taken the liberty of ordering a bottle of Cristal champagne for all of them. As the server opened it and poured it into flutes for them, Kit frowned. “What are we drinking champagne for?”
He chuckled and shook his head as the server left the table. “You’re really asking that? Kit-Kat, your new single is on fire! It’s the most requested song on two coasts. It’s already had a ton of orders on pre-sale alone and you signed a million-dollar record deal tonight. On top of all of that, you’re being appointed as CEO tomorrow to one of the most legendary record labels. I know you’re tired and things with Sully aren’t all that good right now, but don’t let that steal your thunder. You earned this!” He raised his glass. “To you, sis.”
Alexa nodded and smiled. “I couldn’t have said it better myself.” She raised her glass.
Kit followed suit and clinked glasses with them. “Thanks. But I thought we were coming here to dodge Sully.”
Alexa chuckled. “We are, but Spence is smart to use this time productively. A lot has happened in the last twenty-four hours. Let’s take a moment to enjoy it.”
As Alexa finished her sentence, Kit heard her phone ring. She picked it up and stared at the display, Sully’s mobile number.
She shook her head. “He’s calling me again.”
Spencer gave her a look of warning. “Do not pick that up. Put it away in your purse or something.”
Once it stopped ringing she nodded. “I’ll do better than that. I’m turning this sucker off. I’ll talk to Lew and Jonathan in the morning. Lila is running everything publicity related through Lex and you can just call me over at Lex’s if you need something, Spence. I’m covered.”
Alexa grinned. “You inspired me to do the same. I’m sure Lila won’t need anything. I talked to her a little while ago. All is well.”
Spencer nodded, pleased. “I’ve got mine turned off too. Let’s celebrate.”
Kit giggled. “And hope that Sully doesn’t find us in here. He’s staying in this hotel, y’know.”
Spencer rolled his eyes. “It’s a big hotel, Kit. Let yourself enjoy this time, c’mon.”
She smiled. “Ok.”
The champagne had left Kit feeling tipsy and sleepy. When she returned to Alexa’s she had no trouble falling into bed around two a.m. She was dead asleep hours later when she started to rouse hearing Alexa’s voice and a gentle nudge in the darkness.
Alexa sat on the side of the bed. “Kitty? Kit. Kit, wake up please.” She leaned over and turned on the lamp on the bedside table.
Kit frowned and squinted her eyes. “Lex? What time
