This canary could sing like nobody's business. It made me wonder just how good Paige Turner had been before somebody silenced her.
"She's good," I said, looking at the bartender.
"The club found a replacement awfully fast, didn't they?"
He shook his head, "Nah. The boss always has people waiting in the wings. Kinda like understudies in the theater, just in case the featured singer can't make it."
"Makes sense," I said as I took another shot of bourbon. "I read about the other singer in the paper. That's horrible stuff."
He nodded, "Yeah, it was definitely shocking."