It has been a year since Annalise Montgomery lost her fifteen year old sister Lilly in the middle of a sunny day when she was waiting in a parking lot.
Annalise takes the case into her control when the police are empty handed. No leads, no traces, n...
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When Halle was picked up by Sheriff Walker, I made sure to keep my distance so she couldn't question where I had ran off to or do whatever else she pleased. I walked the little girl downstairs, and opened the entry door to watch her walk to Natalie. Once I knew she had Halle, I went back inside and locked myself in my apartment with the stool under the door.
Childish, I know, but I don't care.
Being alone again, I needed something to distract me. So I resumed working at the club since I stopped again when Halle had spend quite a few nights with me.
I need both money, and a distraction- so the nightclub is the best place to find it.
The Phoenix Blossom, is the name. It's tucked in side of a bland looking building, entry at the side, but once you're in- there's a neon sign with the name and a bouncer at the official entry.
Since I work here, I have a different door. It's on the opposite side of the brick facility, and leads straight into a large open room filled with dancers or staff on their break.
There's vanity tables on one side for people to get ready, then lockers on the other. At the back of the room is where the offices for the owners hide.
I ignore everyone and walk up to an empty locker to claim as mine for the night. While I open it, the manager of assisting staff pops up beside me. Catherine, her name is, has her dyed blue hair tied slickly back.
"I forgot to message you last night, but all our new uniforms arrived yesterday. Staff now have to wear them because we were having issues identifying the difference in workers." She tells me and hands me a small pile of clothes. "This one is yours. I guessed your size, but if it doesn't fit, just let me know. I'm going to put you on bar staff tonight since we've got a full house and are gonna need all the hands we can get." With that, she walks away.
I have been doing my best to avoid helping handing out drink orders since I only have one functioning hand. I'll just have to do one at a time, or place the tray down every table I get to.
I don't get dressed in front of everyone like the dancers and some other staff do, so I wander into the bathroom and take my time taking my clothes off one handed.
The uniform is something I would never wear. Never, ever, never. But tonight I do, since I find not an ounce of care within me. I'm thankful that I had gone to get even more of those pills from Channing. It's helped everything.
The top is a black low cut with a shallow v dip between my breasts, and it's backless save for the few straps on my lower back. It's modest compared to the topless or nearly topless dances.
