<strong>Vern ~ Evie singing</strong><br/><br/>The crowd was on their feet. Vern stood flat footed, legs spread with his arms crossed over his chest the whole time Evie and Madison were bringing the roof down. Fine singin. Gutsy. Not the kind ah singin from a choir but the kind you’d pay for. Pay a lot for.<br/><br/>Vern was glad he’d snatched Evie up before someone else did. They’d want to use her as just a cash cow instead of the dirty little cunt she was meant to be. Lucky he came along to sweep her off to one side and keep her from all that fame and shit.<br/><br/>He made up his mind he wasn’t gonna rub in how right he was about her to Fritz. He made up his mind he was just gonna go over and tell his little slut what to do and then they’d be gone until tomorrow when he’d bring her back to practice.<br/><br/>The crowd wasn’t leaving. They were shouting for more. Vern shifted uncomfortably. He just came to show her off not to give a free concert. He frowned and looked at the edges of the crowd. It was getting time to claim his hot little tramp and he would have if Moussad hadn’t said something.