The Devil Wore A Brown Suit

Chapter 33: Part Two Queen Of Hell

When they get to the front of the B & B there is a bright red bar, The Devils Café.

“Are you serious?” Tiff says.

“Everything in here is red. So when Sam opened the Frog Pen, he did everything green. He said this

place inspired him. They have a drink here called wide open hell. Let’s get one.” Mayhem says.

“Okay, but just one. I am not a drinker.” She says.

“You work in a bar and you’re not a drinker. Okay, sounds about right.” Mayhem says. “We need to

walk around the streets and just make sure we don’t see anyone that might you know be looking for

us.” He says.

She nods. “I guess we are a couple then tonight.” She smiles at him. Tiffany slams her drink and jumps

up from the bar.

“You ready?” Mayhem drinks the rest of his drink and takes her by the hand. The two of them go out

onto Rampart Street.

“We should walk up to Frenchmen street,” Mayhem says. “You know to look around.” She smiles at

him.

“It’s okay to have a little fun. I won’t tell if you don’t,” he says. The two head toward Frenchmen. It was

only a few blocks and there were plenty of bars to explore along the way.

Sam pulls into the alley behind the B & B. Camilla is still sleeping in the back, cuddled up to both

babies. Key is observing her every move.

“I am worried.” Key intones.

“JJ is going to stay here with all of you while I go find Mrs. Bee,” Sam says.

There was no need she was already on the way. As he exited the SUV, he could hear her fussing at

Angie. Angie came running out in front of Mrs. Bee.

“Sam!” she yelled as she ran to him. She wrapped her arms around him. “I have missed you.” Mrs. Bee

was coming as fast as she could, fussing all the way.

“I have rooms ready for all of you. I did not know exactly how the sleeping arrangements would be, so I

guessed.” She says.

She glances back in the SUV to see Camilla Dawn. Angie still holds a lot of resentment toward her. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

She always felt Sam was a great guy and what she did tore him apart. She tried to hide the way she

felt with a smile.

“Angie, please don’t give her a hard time. She has been through a lot.” Sam says.

Angie smiles at him. “And I am sure none of it was her fault.”

Mrs. Bee finally makes it to the conversation. “Angie, don’t do this today. You knew she was coming.

And you know. You know what is on the line here. So let the past go.”

Angie gave each of them a nod. “I will be nice, but I will eventually say my peace.” She says. “I put Key

and Camilla Dawn in a room. I put JJ next to her and Sam you are in the room next to JJ. Mayhem and

Angie are in rooms close to the Alley.” She hands Sam all the keys.

“I am clocking out for the day and going to get a drink,” Angie says.

Angie would not stand around and watch everyone wait on Camilla Dawn hand and foot. She was still

furious with her over Sam. Angie and Sam had gotten close when he stayed with Mrs. Bee in New

Orleans. Angie just wanted the best for him, and she knew it absolutely was not Camilla Dawn. Camilla

Dawn was getting exactly what she deserved.

“Angie, wait!” Sam called to her. “Please wait. Let me get everyone settled. We need to talk.” Angie

stopped.

“You know where I will be. Meet me there.” She says. JJ was watching all this unfold. He hoped none

of this would be a problem. They didn’t need any new ones. Enough was going on.

Sam and JJ got everything out of the SUV and took it to the rooms Angie had assigned them. Key

helped Camilla Dawn and the babies to the room they had been assigned.

“She looks bad, Sam,” Key says as she walks behind Camilla Dawn. Sam nods in agreement. She

looked bad. She looked worse since they arrived.

Mrs. Bee went with Key and Camilla to their room. She helped Key with the babies.

“Seems I have done this before.” Mrs. Bee says as she sits down in a rocker holding two babies. “Yes, I

have little ones.” Mrs. Bee helped Sam with his wee ones and had rocked several staff members’

babies when there was no sitter available.

Many babies were raised in this old B & B and two had died here. Mrs. Bee would not let that

happen again. She was going to make everything right.

Sam placed his things in his room and hurried down to Key and Camilla’s room. When he walked in to

see Mrs. Bee rocking the infants, it was like déjà vu. Seems I have been in this situation before, he

thought to himself.

“I am going to go talk to Angie.” He tells the ladies. “I will be back. JJ is staying behind to monitor all of

you.”

“You going to the Devil’s café?” Mrs. Bee asks.

“Unless she is hanging out somewhere else these days,” Sam replies.

Mrs. Bee just smiled. “Not too much has changed around here, Sam. We all remember, so be careful.

If they find out she is here, there aren’t too many that will protect her. Not after what she did. I am a

forgiving soul, but the only reason I am helping is because of you.” Mrs. Bee says.

“It wasn’t her fault Bee and you know it, but we will get into that later,” Sam says.

He leaves the room and rushes down to the alley. Sam turns the corner in front of the Devils café,

Angie is waiting for him. She had let her long curly blonde hair down. It was flowing down her back.

She had her back to him, smoking a cigarette outside the bar. You can do a lot of things in the Devils

café but smoking is not one of them.

Sam placed his hand on her shoulder, “Hi” he says, “Can we talk?”

Angie turned around to face him. It was obvious she had been crying. “Sure, as long as we do not talk

about her.” She says.

“Why don’t you let me buy you a beer?” Sam asks.

“Make it a whiskey and I will go inside with you.” She replied. Sam agreed, and they walked into the

open door.