Night life~

Chapter 2~ Meet Up

Once more, your morning routine was done and you made your way early before the club would open. A few morning staff were there to clean and gather to prep all VIP rooms and floors. Your club consisted of three floors. The lower basement was a brothel-like zone for a harem/private area for the friskier. The second floor was the main floor that was to dance and drink, with friends of all types.

As you sat quietly in your office, you pulled out your phone with the first number to call and the face of the man you needed on your laptop screen. The only man you trusted in order to find who made these drugs that were now in your town. His name is Damascus Roseborn; criminal, deadly, and bluntly an asshole. He was the one you could count on when it came to the dirty work and actually getting it done.

Thinking for a moment as you'd pinch the bridge of your nose. Thinking that this was ridiculous but it was a needed cause and pretty sure he would be either in prison; fucking some whore or laying in bed drinking himself to sleep, so why not give him a call and get him something to do.

Pressing the call button and letting it ring a few times until the last ring was heard and a click was made. Hearing a grunt before a gruff tone was heard.

"Well... isn't it pretty boy Mikey, been a while brother."

"Yeah, it has. Want a job?"

"What does this job consist of?"

"New drug in town. Need to know who made them and why are they in my town."

"How do you want me to just start this shit without intel?"

"Come over to the club and I'll show you"

You ended the call and sighed softly. Knowing him and cutting him off like that is one thing he hated and this would get him enough energy to get his ass up.

~time skip~

Hearing a knock at the door, was your employee opening the door to you gazing at her from your desk. She welcomed a man that was eyeing her rear almost the entire time. "Damascus, stop harassing my employee with your eyes". You watched as her eyes widen and the redness in her cheeks brighten before quickly moving away and letting Damascus enter. "haha wow, way to kill the vibe pretty boy" he stated as you had your arms crossed. "sit, lets get this done with" You rose up and shook his hand before sitting back down with him and pushing your laptop over to him so he could watch the surveillance footage. You carefully watched his reaction when a male suspect was putting a powder-like substance into the victim's drink. "hm... the powder seems very fine and... shiny? Wouldn't it be better if there was nothing of trace?" he stated. "You'd think so but lately people would put that edible glitter in food and drinks, a new trend. A fucking dumb one if I may say" you stated as you grabbed your drink to take a sip. Damascus reached for his phone and made a quick call to a friend before getting up, you both fist-bumped "Still got that glass she used?" he stated as he stood looking down at you. You nodded and reached for your draw to grab the bag that held it and threw it at him gently "Keep me posted big guy" you stated to him. He grinned, walking away with the only piece of evidence you had on this new drug, hoping he would find something on it.

You were certain that this would take a few days to possibly a week before you get the chance to know who made these. You did watch the rest of the surveillance up until you watched the victim get up. She seemed groggy, out of place, and overall weak to walk. You did write down all the information on the duration, side effects, and post-effects. Didn't help that your bodyguard had to knock her out, it might have gotten her a little dizzy but you never know.

Your meeting with Damascus was short but you did continue to roam around on your laptop about former drug dens, drug makers, and other that was still out and possibly making this new drug. You did send that information to Damascus so that he can run a background check on their current situation and lives right now, just enough to know what has been going on while it has been quiet for the last few years. Things were never this simple with the current database you had on multiple drug lords and their distributions, before all this it was about actually risking finding them and destroying their supply routes. Bringing your hand up to pinch the bridge of your nose as your gut was feeling something was off as if knowing you knew who would make such shit drug. Rising up from your seat and seeing your employees still dent to the women, you decided to leave your office and whistle so their attention was on you. "Open the club and bring her up here Mike" You stated to one of your workers with your deep tone of voice. Watching the event unfold with the opening and the women being helped upstairs to your office as you waited by the window with a glass of whiskey in hand. As soon as the woman stepped in, she was immediately brought to a chair to sit as she was still weak from the effect.