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"What is it?"
"Eclipse is looking for a new bartender. You can work there, and I'll put in a good word for you. Come on, it'll be fun."
"You want me to work at a strip club? I don't know. Maybe I can find another grocery store."
"Come on Jas, you're too fine to be broke. "
I sighed. Maybe he was right. "Fine, but I'm not dancing."
"Of course not. You'll be serving drinks. Easy money."
"What do I have to wear?"
"Whatever you want. But maybe not this," Angel said, tugging at my faded t-shirt.
"Alright, let me get dressed." I shoved Angel into the hall and quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and the nicest t-shirt I had. It was a black, v-neck and showed some cleavage. I figured that wouldn’t hurt. I put on my boots and opened the door. "Okay, I'm ready."
Angel drove me down to Eclipse. The club didn’t open until noon, but Vince, the manager, was there along with a few girls and staff getting ready for the day shift. Angel waited at the bar while Vince took me back to his office. Vince was tall and thin with slicked-back black hair. He was wearing a few too many gold chains around his neck, and his cologne was damn near choking me.
"So, do you have any bartending experience?" He said.
"Sure." It wasn't entirely a lie. I'd waited tables at a diner right out of high school. I mainly worked at the counter. That was kind of like bartending. I knew most drinks, and I figured what I didn't know, I could Google on my phone.
Vince looked me up and down. "Turn around."
"Excuse me?"
"Turn around," he said. "It's a strip club. I can't have any flat-ass girls working here."
I sighed and turned slowly, giving him a good look at what I knew was my very nice ass., This was still better than fucking Mr. Jackson.
"Yeah, you'll do okay," he said.
"That's it? I got the job?"
"Yeah, it's not rocket science.You have a pretty face and a round ass. You pour drinks for horny guys, smile at them, flirt, and you'll make plenty of money. "
He handed me a couple of forms. "Fill it out your contact information and give it to the house mom with your ID. You have to tip out the DJ at the end of the night."
"Got it," I said. Relief washing over me now that I had a way to make some money.
"And," he said, "you better come in here in something sexier than that. Something that shows off those tits and ass. And wear some makeup."
“Got it,” I nodded and opened the door.
“Oh, and no fucking customers.”
“Not a problem.” I said.
“But if you do, I get half the money.” He gave me a sleazy grin.
Only desperation to pay my rent stopped me from cussing him out. Working at Eclipse was going to be interesting. Hopefully, I’d make rent by the end of the week.
Wolf
I sat in my black SUV, the windows were tinted dark enough for me to remain anonymous. I watched.. From my vantage point, I could see the customer and employee entrances.The night was dark, and the club was pulsing with life. The bouncers were busy checking IDs and collecting cover charges. There's a line of men and a few women waiting to get in.
The club was dirty, run by the local mob. Fox had me watching it. According to his intel the manager was Vince DeLuca. He was the bastard son of Salvatore DeLuca, an underboss in the Marino family. There's been talk of a human trafficking ring. A number of girls have gone missing and that wouldn't be unusual, not in a city like this. People come and go, but all but one of the missing girls worked at Eclipse. I guessed it was more than a coincidence.
