Page 305 of Rock Me All Night
"Aidan? I tried to get him fired when he wouldn't stop offering Miles coke, but he's some VIP's nephew. I only let him do any actual managing if it's strictly necessary."
"You did that for Miles?"
"I did it 'cause I fucking hate Aidan."
"You did it for Miles."
Tom runs his hand through his hair like he's embarrassed.
"Drew was right. You care more than you let on."
"Drew said that?"
"Yeah."
Tom crushes his empty cup and shoves it into his seat-back pocket. "Come to the show. If he doesn't make this up to you, I'll buy you a trip anywhere you want. All expenses paid. Eat, drink, and fuck strange men until you're over it. You can leave the second the show ends. Go to Japan or Ireland or the Bahamas on my dime."
"Maybe."
"Just do me one favor."
"Yeah?"
"Make him earn it."
