Pets

Get Right (Jason)

Mike and I went to talk to my new friend. Mike is the only other guy in this place I trust. We share similar tastes. He is big and can hold his own in a fight. Which makes him a natural number 2 guy.

She is beat to shit. I don't know exactly what this little girl did, but she really pissed off the Boss Lady. I wish they hadn't smacked her around so much. At least leave her face so I can see what she looks like. She is quiet right now. Hopefully after she heals she'll perk back up. It's not as much fun breaking someone who is already broken.

I leave the girl with Mike to get her settled in her temporary room. I head back towards the main part of the club's basement. My office is located just under the main part of the club I manage. However there is a maze of underground hallways and rooms down here. The building is as old as the city, and has a dark past.

Sitting in my office in the chair across from my desk I see my fucking shadow waiting for me. I have had a shadow for over 3 months now. Some kid named Gage that is wanting to be a fighter. He caught the attention of the Boss and now he is working his way up the ladder. I am prepping him to run this place so I can move on to more, lucrative endeavors.

I pull the club's books out to go over them again. Someone is skimming. They don't remember what happened last time I caught someone stealing. I will remind them. I am not someone you should steal from ever.

I have the kid look through the books to see if he can spot the problems. I grab the bottle of whiskey behind me and two glasses. I pour us both a drink. He showed me what I wanted to see. The kid isn't dumb that is for sure.

"So what's the deal with the girl anyways?" He asks as he takes a drink and sits back, Cocky little shit. I don't like the kid, but I will play nice for now. I finish the drink and put the books away.

"Well The Boss lady wants her far away from her. She said she didn't want her money to go to waste." I say and shrug. Then pour myself another drink. "So she sent her to us. She'll end up dancing or something. Depending on what she looks like after she heals. Maybe I let her work off her debt with me." I smirk to myself as I raise the glass to take a drink.

I saw the look he gave me after the last comment. He doesn't like the idea of me keeping her. He's going to have to get over that shit. I don't care what he or anyone else thinks. Which is why I'm good at what I do, and why I'm moving on.

I told Gage that we need to do a walk through, and if he wants he can head out after. I don't want him getting in the way when I deal with the girl. We walk up the stairs and into the lights, sounds, smells of a strip club. I run one of the many strip clubs here in Vegas. The Boss owns several clubs here. This one is called Sin. It is more upscale than some but not the classiest. But it's got some 'special features'.

It is also where the Boss lady sends her problems. They usually don't see the light of day again so the little girl in the dungeon should consider herself lucky. This used to be owned by someone who may or may not have been affiliated with the mafia. Which is why there is a makeshift surgery room, holding cells, and a very special holding room that I have claimed as my 'other office'.

It is a little over halfway full inside the club tonight. A couple of bachelor parties, and there's a business convention that starts this week. That usually brings in a lot of money. I make sure the guys are watching the bachelor party. Some are getting too comfortable with the ladies.

I check behind the bars and make sure things are running smoothly. Then I head to the back. One of the dancers has been bringing drugs in. I don't allow this because something always goes wrong. I am always the one who has to clean up the mess. No one wants to deal with the police, an overdose, or a dead bitch. This is another reason I sent Gage away. He doesn't like how I deal with the girls. In the back room the girls that are back here look away avoiding my stare. They know someone is in trouble. I take a deep breath in. I can almost smell the fear. I savor it.

"Ladies, I have heard that someone is breaking the rules back here. So which one of you dumb bitches is it?" Not one of them looks up. That's fine, I don't mind doing a little dirty work.

"Cool, body cavity searches for everyone?" I ask no one in particular. They all flinch and a few are shaking now. I walk over to the nearest girl and run a finger over her cheek. "You remember how the last one went don't you?" She nodded and tears started to fuck up the caked on make up she was wearing.

"It's Tawny!" A leggy blonde yells out. I grin at the tattle tale. The girl next to her hits her. Leggy Blonde rolls her eyes. "I am not going through that again for her! Fuck that shit! Tawny has the shit." I walk over and pat the girl on the head.

"See it was easy wasn't it? Where is Tawny's shit?" The girl points to the locker. I reach above the lockers and get the bolt cutters down.

"Ok, you can all get the fuck out of here now." I say as I start cutting the lock. They all took off in different directions.

I pulled all the shit out of the locker and took it back downstairs to my office. I found her drugs and sent Mike up to bring her down when she got off stage.

Mike knocks on my door and I can already hear the girl blubbering from here. "I won't bring it to work anymore! I fucked up, and I'm sorry! I always bring in a lot of money, please." Mike opens the door and shoves the girl in.

I smile at her and point to the chair in front of my desk. "It was Tawny, right?" She is shaking from crying and not because she needs another fix. No, she knows what I am capable of. They all do.

"Yes" She sobs. I set her purse on my desk and the shaking got worse. I reach in and pull out the drugs.

"You know that this is not allowed. You're not allowed to bring them to work or even be on the shit while you work here." She bites her lip and starts sobbing harder.

"I'm sorry! It will never happen again!" She cries. I chuckle and stand up.

"But this isn't the first time, right? So, You're right, it won't happen again. Mike!" He opens the door and waits for my next command. "Mike, why don't you take Tawny here to my other office and help her 'get right'." He nods and picks up the girl by the arm. I hand him the baggie and they disappear down the hall.

I guess it is a good thing the Boss sent a replacement dancer. Tawny won't be coming back. The police will find another dead girl who 'o.d.' In a shitty part of town.