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As we walk inside, the hostess tells us to take a table and she will be right with us.
“Fuck, I could eat a burger or five,” Royal groans as we sit down.
The smells of greasy and sweet foods hit my senses and my stomach rumbles even louder. I look to a table where two men are eating a full rack of ribs, some mac ‘n’ cheese, plus some slaw.
They catch me looking and grin.
“Best ribs this side of the water, son.”
“They look it,” I reply.
“Damn, they do look good, but I can’t betray my in-laws like that; my mother-in-law scares the piss out of me,” Royal whines like a little bitch.
“Do not forget that pregnant wife, she will make those blue balls last even longer if you try those,” Jack jokes, laughing his ass off.
“Fuck.”
The waitress comes over to our table and we are about to give her our drink order when I hear Finan growl. My head snaps in his direction, to see him looking out of the window. I follow his gaze as do the other guys.
“Well shit,” I mutter. Climbing into a brand new Porsche is the scammer bitch.
“We need to follow her but not get made,” Jack states as we all file out and head to our bikes.
The prospect looks between us all, confused.
“Stay here unless we call on you.” He nods at Royal’s order.
We mount up, firing up our bikes and following behind her. To anyone outside of us it looks like a group of guys enjoying a day ride on their bikes. We make it look like we are taking in the sights around us, by looking around but keeping her cherry red car in our sights.
We follow her, keeping a safe distance behind her, until Jack and Finan pull off down a different road to make it look like we are splitting up for the day, while Royal and I follow her.
I notice her slowing down near a district that is known for its popular nightclubs and underground clubs.
Both Royal and I come to a stop, and I shut my engine off and kick down the stand, before climbing off.
“I will take a walk,” I tell him, removing my cut, handing it to him.
“Stay alert, brother.” I nod to him.
Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I speak into the phone, talking shit to no one as I follow her. Keeping my distance, she doesn’t even look around her, walking head held high as she stops at a set of double black doors with a red velvet awning above it.
The lettering of the club in gold spells out, ‘Smooth.’
Stopping at the corner, her as my sole focus, I watch as she brings her fist up to knock on the door three times. The door swings open, revealing a huge Black man in a black suit, clearly the club’s muscle.
They speak for a short time, she inches closer, trailing her hand over his chest before stepping past him, then he closes the door behind her.
What the hell is ‘Smooth’?
I will have to check that out.
Opening my phone, I hit maps and check my location, seeing that the club is listed. Clicking on its website that is attached, my eyes pop open seeing that it is a sex club. This must be the one that Astrid mentioned that scammer bitch frequents.
Pocketing my phone, I walk back to Royal who is leaning against his bike, sipping an iced drink from a straw.
“Is that the only sucking action you are getting, brother?”
He flips me off.
