Bad for Business

= Bad for Business = Posted by  Largehobbit

Posted: Apr 13, 2018, 11:23pm

August 20th, evening. Ladys Grace, Rose District

Emma gasped as Connor fell forward through the open door. The blood was pouring from the bullet wound in his shoulder and already a full half of his shirt was stained from white to scarlet.

Big Joe carefully stepped over the man and peered through the doorway,

"They's gone miss."

Emma looked down at the unconscious gambler and then at the girl who was still clinging to her skirts and crying.

“They said they wanted to hear me play, I didn't know. I didnt..." she wailed on and Emma did her best to comfort her while giving orders to Joe.

"Take him up to my room and keep pressure on the wound. Who knew he was a bloody hero."

Joe picked Connor up easily. The man released a groan of pain as he was carried past and then up the stairs. Emma peered back into the Fenland Lounge and called out,

"Stacey, Jason, Kerry come here." There was a small commotion from the room and some hurried words and then one by one they emerged in various states of undress. She raised her eyebrow and they gave apologetic looks. Except for Kerry, from her she got a defiant grin. Good girl.

"Stacey, take a few Crescents out of the tips jar and go fetch me a chirurgeon. Jason upstairs to help Joe with the our patient and Kerry..." Kerry stood there her breasts still close to bare and her hands on her hips, she suspected the girl was actually flirting with her and shook her head, Lina would eat her from breakfast, "my dear put them away and take our young friend here to the kitchens and make her a drink, she has had a nasty experience."

She clapped her hands twice and they all scurried off about their business. The weeping girl did not want to leave her side and it took some non too gentle persuading from Kerry to send her off to the kitchen.

"I will be down shortly and we will see about getting you a new dress." She eyed the girl carefully as she was led away. A nice figure under all that filth, she wondered how she would feel about a new line of work. A little music in the main lounge was always welcome.

Emma walked over to the door and closed it, frowning down at the blood stain on the mat. She would have to have that cleaned, it could be bad for business.