Armed with Tessa's full name and place of residence, I went to an internet café and Googled the shit out of her. What I found floored me.
I leadfooted it back to Demon Club, parking the car practically sideways in my haste to get inside.
Rohan and Drio were clipping their Brotherhood-crafted employee passes on beige overalls. A set of work boots and a hard hat sat on the table for each of us.
I waved the record I'd found and printed at the café, mouthing the word "Phones?"
"All clear." Ro tossed me my overalls.
"They're married. Ferdinand and Tessa. I don't think her friends knew about this."
I stripped off my sweats to step into my uniform. Changing backstage or in coed dressing rooms all those years for dance meant I didn't give a crap about stripping down to my underwear in front of people.
Rohan smacked Drio across the top of his head when he stared at my boobs more than listening to me.
Drio shrugged. "Leo's are better."