Campbell had let Brooklyn talk him into going out with her, Dallas, and a few of their friends. She had hoped that it would help cheer him up a bit. Unfortunately, she hadn’t thought that the fact that everybody was married except for Campbell would make things even worse. All it did was remind him of Rita and the things that could have been.
“I’m sorry, Campbell. I didn’t think…”
He shook his head and smiled. “It’s okay. You had good intentions. It is nice to get out of the house for a bit.”
Brooklyn was glad that he wasn’t upset with her. That could have made work pretty uncomfortable.
Campbell took a drink of the water he had been drinking as he looked around the club.
“Are you sure you don’t want something stronger to drink?”
Campbell looked over at the goofy looking guy. He couldn’t remember his name, but thought it may have been Dane or something like that. “I don’t drink alcohol. I used to before a friend of mine was killed in an accident caused by a drunk driver.”
“Well that’s a mood killer.”
Dallas looked at his friend and shook his head. “Don’t start, Dane. We can have fun without getting drunk.”
“Maybe all of you can, but not me. I plan to get so wasted you all will have to carry me out of here.”
Dane’s wife looked over at him when he said that. “Don’t start any fights this time. I’m not bailing your ass out of jail again.”
“Then people better keep out of my way.”
Campbell looked over at Brooklyn. “Is he always like this?”
She nodded. “Sorry. He’s married to my best friend, so I can’t exclude him.”
Campbell understood. He had friends like that too at one time. Now they were all married and had moved out of the area.
Well, all except one. Clare and the twins, Devin and Desiree were still living in Willow Creek. They still lived in the home next door to his. He enjoyed seeing his niece and nephew every day. He just wished his own son would have had the chance to grow up with them.
He heard the yelling and looked around seeing Dane and his wife on the dance floor arguing.
“Here we go again.”
Campbell looked at the woman who said it. “Do they argue a lot?”
Alisa shook her head. “Only when he has been drinking. He gets jealous very easily, and if another man even glances at Mariela, Dane gets upset.
They heard the scream from the dance floor.
“That was Mariela.”
They rushed over to their friends and found Dane on the floor with his head in his wife’s lap.
“That son-of-a-bitch stabbed him. He stabbed Dane.”
Brooklyn called 911 then looked at Campbell. She saw the look on his face.
“Dallas, get your cousin away from here. Take him outside or something.”
Dallas grabbed Campbell’s arm and pulled him back to the table. He made him sit down so his back was to the dance floor.
“Campbell? Are you okay?”
He wasn’t getting any response from his cousin. He called the only person he knew that could maybe help.
“Uncle, Andy, we have a problem. I’m with Campbell.”
He explained what was going on then hung up.
“Your grandfather is on the way.”
When Andy and Philip got there, everybody was outside. The cops were everywhere.
They found Campbell and the others pretty easily. Campbell’s car stood out.
Andy talked to the police while Philip took care of his son. A few minutes later, Andy walked over to them.
“Campbell is okay to go. The police have already talked to him.”
Philip nodded then held his hand out to his son. “Give me your keys, Campbell. I will drive you home.”
Without saying a word, he handed the keys to his dad.
“Take him to our house. He will stay there tonight.”
Philip nodded and helped Campbell into the car.
“I will be home as soon as I know what is going on.”