Chapter 14

Eric

Half an hour later we arrived at a club. Gabriel walked beside me into the poorly lit place. We got a few stares as we headed inside, and I smirked as I saw a face I recognized.

"Vodka, neat," I said to the bartender and he began to pour my drink immediately. 

"Go on, Gabriel, have a drink," I prompted, and Gabriel straightened out his suit jacket as he nodded. I looked at the bartender. "Pour a glass for my friend here." He obliged and soon, I became increasingly aware of the many stares I was getting from people all around.

I was in no ordinary club. The booths were sticky looking and LED lights flashed around the room. Several women worked poles in barely any clothing while men sat watching as they smoked and drank.

I tipped the drink in my glass into my mouth and got up from the barstool, then I pulled the sleeves off my shirt up and adjusted my cuffs. As I walked towards a particular booth, people kept staring at me. I wa