Angel In The Club

CHAPTER 24

Britney was convinced that the days are moving more quickly now, as it's morning already.  Courtney has completely stopped talking to her now but I'm too preoccupied with my mission to try and divulge the reason behind it. In my opinion she is acting like a recalcitrant teenager but she was sure she will get over it soon.

Jareth and her worked out the kinks last night about my partnership into his investigation and he gave her all the equipment to record and track all the information and conversations. She remembered something specific he said  last night that kinda irked her and set her on alert.

"Is there anyone else that you told about this operation about the human trafficking organisation?"

"No your the only person I've told."

"Okay that's good."

He said while rubbing his neck and sporting a nervous smile on his face. It looked like he was hiding something. What would it matter if she did tell other persons about the organization, How would that he detrimental? The reason it prospered for as long as it did is because the girls are silence and not brave enough to speak out.

She took what he said with a grain of salt. She didn't trust him a hundred percent because then she wouldn't be a good detective if she did. There was doubt about who he said he actually was but I didn't dig him to be a bad guy he was too goofy and weird to be involved with the traffickers.

And there was something about his eyes. What she have learnt through the years of rubbernecking is that you can know what a person is capable of by looking deep in their eyes. He could be the most emotionless, old-hearted murderer around but once you look into his eyes it would revel his darkest crimes.The eyes are natural lie detectors and personality readers; they are the gateway into a person's character.

When Courtney saw her in the kitchen she went out and when she entered the room we shared, she would go into the adjoining bathroom. She was a little hurt by her actions as she didn't know why she was ignoring me. We got ready and we were at the club again. We all sat at our usual spots where we waited to attract big senders while the girls smoked cigarettes.

"Narumba What did you say about Britney being a born whore last night?"

Courtney said obviously trying to bate me.

"Stop it Courtney. Why are you being nasty to her?"

Narumbasaidid giving her a stern stare. Courtney took a huge gulp of her second Martini she had been nursing, before proceeding to answer.

"Truth is I can't tell which is worst she coming here and trying to show us up and making us look bad or the fact that she claims she hates this whole thing and fucked one man two times in a row. She's a pretender, no saint at all,you like it as much as everyone else."

She slurped getting up from her seat and pointing her fingers in my face ,spit flying in all directions. She sounded and acted intoxicated even though she watched her drink only two glasses, there was no way she was wasted already. She ignored her and took out my phone and started playing a game. This irked her as she slapped the device out of my unsuspecting clasp and sent it crashing against the floor.

She saw she was up to no good and she had a plan up her sleeve and she wasn't the kind of person to play into another person's trap or demise. She was strategic in sitting out the horrible parts until she couldn't take it anymore and imploded upon herself, like an avalanche tumbling down a mountain .

Britney then proceeded to take up the pieces of my phone that were scattered on the floor and put them back together. Narumba helped her as well. There was not a lot of onlookers in the Club which meant less people to witness this drama that was taking place and she was glad.

She saw that she didn't even so much as blink so she then retorted to extreme and desperate measures to get a response out of her. When she had finished assembling the parts of my phone off the floor. She came around my chair as Narumba pleaded with her to not do anything she would regret.

She hissed her teeth and faced her again her breath riking of alcohol and cigarette smoke.

"Are you too scared and worthless to do anything bitch? I hit your phone out of your hand, what you going to do about it?"

"Nothing because apparently or drunk and idiotic as usual."

"What did you just say?"

"You heard me there is no justice for a woman to be as dumb and clueless as you are. I think this life is causing you some psychological damage,you need to get that checked out."

"You come in here thinking your better than us and your not better, you self-righteous little pig."

"Courtney go to your seat and get out of my face before I do something I would regret."

"No, by all means do your worst. I rued that day I begged for your pathetic life when Damian was choking you. We should have let him kill you then."

Britney felt her resolve melting away like sugar cubes in champagne. Her armour was cracking and she could not feel the pure rage flowing through my veins. She bit the inside of my cheek and tasted the familiar metallic taste on her tongue.

She then raised her hand to slap her across my face but her movements were too slow thanks to the alcohol slowing down her motor skills and coordination. She caught her hand easily in mine and before she could protest and try to slap her with the other hand, Damian screamed out to us from across the room.

We all turned in his direction and he beckoned us over to where he was. Courtney dragged her hand out of my grasp and we followed Damian into the changing room. There was a total of four men already standing inside, their expressions excited and disgusting.

"You guys already know how this goes strip so these young men can see what their buying." He said clapping his hand like the lunatic he was.

Everyone started stripping immediately beside her. Not this foolishness again she thought.

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