Chapter 60

• Ashley
• “So how exactly does it work?” Ava pushed her empty plate away and sat back in her chair. She rested a hand on her stomach the way Logan always did after a meal. “Clubs pay you to just . . . show up? And you go party and then sneak out?”
• “Well, it depends,” Ashley said, picking at her food nervously while watching them eat. Her plate had gone cold as she drew her knees up to her chin and toyed with the shreds in her jeans. “The contracts are all different, right? So, like, the Standard, for example, has a contract with me to show up six times this year. I can’t just get a drink and leave, though. I have to stay for at least an hour, get a drink, mingle, and be A-Town.” She rolled her eyes. “So, be visible enough to get my picture taken by the crowd and be tagged on Instagram with my name and the name of the lounge. Then it gets the reputation of being a hot spot.”