Taking chances

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Third Person’s POV

“Robert… why do we keep coming?” Tom asked, for the millionth time, after the third night they spent at the club surroundings.

Robert said nothing, he just kept observing.

“We could be saving time planning how to get my sister out of there!” he snapped

Robert grabbed Tom’s collar “How do you expect to do that? Get in there, take her out, leave and be happily ever after?”

Tom looked at him, frowning “I said to save time PLANNING THAT!”

“Oh, alright, how are you thinking of getting inside?”

Tom looked at him “I-I don’t know… maybe if I caused an uproar on the club and then… someone would go I and take her out and…”

“All ladies are on the club.” Robert let go of him “They spend the days on the dungeons, which you can access through that door.” He pointed

“How do you know?”

“You always see Fritz leaving the club around 5-ish am, to take a look around and pay the security guys. Then he leaves around 7am, probably to get breakfast, while the other guy leaves about half an hour later with the boss.”

Tom looked at him, attentively

“You also know that, until 2 am there are always people arriving to get inside the club and about 4 am is the time when more people are leaving.” He took a deep breath “Which tells you the best time to act is from 2 to 4am.”

Robert looked around again. He has been observing all those details, and, also, the building. He could not guess how it was on the inside. Which made things harder.

He has walked to the background door, where he was sure was an entrance to the dungeons where all the ladies were locked. He has also checked up an open garage where they keep cars and not much more.

Not much more.

It was as if the place was desert.

“Will we come back, tomorrow?” Tom asked.

Robert knew the boy was nervous and eager to rescue his sister. And he also knew he was an amateur in that field, but he had to make sure he wouldn’t do anything he’d regret.

“Tom, if you don’t want to come tomorrow…”

“I do. I will. I just…”

“These things take time, Tom”

The boy looked down “I know…”

*At Aphrodite*

 Belle decided to walk back to her spot, since it was almost dawn and nothing was going on anymore, at the club.

Besides, she was bought by Robert. It wasn’t like any other guy could ask for her.

“So, charming hasn’t come?” She crossed paths with a grinning Fritz

She looked at him with furious eyes, even though she kept calm.

“Well, maybe he just got tired of you… and if that is the case… I will have to cancel that contract with him, involving you”

Belle frowned “What?”

“If he doesn’t show up anymore, you will have to keep working.”

Her eyes widened “But..”

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