My Life As An Escort ~ Book 2 New Beginnings (Completed)✅

Chapter 17 ~ Death

Ben POV

"Doreen Burton?" Steve asked.

"Are you a cop?"

"No. We were wondering if you knew this girl?" I reached her the picture. She looked down and grabbed it as her eyes lit up and she looked back at us.

"Come in," she said unhooking the chain.

We walked in and she lead us to a small sitting area. The house was a rundown shack that needed to be condemn but somehow it was her home.

"Who are you two?"

"This is my daughter. I have been looking for her for years do you know her?"

"That's Monalisa. She stayed at the apartment complex briefly so many years ago. Monalisa was always a rebel," she said shaking her head.

"She ran away from every foster home. The apartments use to be a safe haven, but they shut the place down about ten years ago and it turned into a crack house. They finally condemned them."

"Do you know what happened to her?" I said as we seem to finally get a break.

"Man, it's been years," she said rubbing her face. It's been about fifteen years since I've seen her. She worked at a club over on Bullard Avenue over twenty years ago.

"What's the name of it?" Steve asked.

"The New Orleans Gentlemen Club. A guy named LT ran it. She was a stripper and a waitress. I'm not sure what happened to her sorry," she said.

"Thanks Doreen, I appreciate your help," I said reaching her a hundred bucks.

Her eyes lit up. "Thank you," she said looking confused.

Steve and I went to the car and googled the club. It was in the lower ninth ward. This was definitely a good lead. We had gone over to the apartments and all the records were removed. Jacob Moore made some calls which led us to Doreen.

We finally made it to the club. If she was still in there, it was no way I was bringing Lilly in here. Steve got out and went to the door. It was locked. On the sign it didn't open for another hour.

"Man if my daughter is stripping, I am going to dig up Malcolm and burn his fucking remains. I know he is burning below but I can't see it. I need to burn his remains to know for sure."

"I know. We are so close I feel it. Just hang in there," Steve said looking at his watch. It was almost five.

We waited across the street until the club finally opened. We walked in and it was a shit hole. Nasty women walked around in nothing but g-strings greased up. The place needed to be condemned. I walked over to the bartender.

"Is the owner here?"

"You a cop?"

"Naw, just looking for this girl," I said showing him the picture.

"You need to buy a drink," the short black man said. He looked up and I saw a camera in the ceiling. I pulled out a twenty and asked for two beers.

"That's Monie. That white girl sho could work that ass. She ain't worked here in forever."

"Do you know where she is?" Steve asked.

"She use to date the boss, but she wind up getting pregnant for him and he fired her. Said it was bad for business."

I could feel my blood boiling. I wanted to kill this dude, LT, and burn the place down.

"What happened to her?"