WRITERS POV
Its been a month since Roxann left Peiro after she left she went for the 2 brothers and she got 1 but the other is in hiding in a Gentlemens Club/ hotel.
Tonight is her only chance she'll get to kill him for a while, but she doesn't know that Piero is going after him too.
Apparently the man knows information on the rat in his gang, that he's been trying to sniff out. Since Roxann left some words that she said stayed with him.
"What can you do your just an sorry excuse of a mafia boss, cant even get respest from the people he's paying".
The words hunted him thats why he had to change to be the man she needed, he worked out more became more ruthless.
Takes what he wants without caring, he's become more respected but he's not moving up the charts yet.
Roxann bribed the manager of the club to have a mask night, were the everyone wears masks.
As night came both Piero and Roxann enter the club at differnt times, Piero going to sit at the bar looking for the man.
While Roxanna went to the back to get ready with the other girls.
Roxann
I just left the changing room, i got some good advice from the girls.
Some say they would walk around the floor and greet people before their dance, its a good way to make clients.
So thats what i'm doing, while looking for my target.
I went to the bar and this well built man is 3 seats away from me, but didnt say anything.
"Can i get a bloody Mary please" i ask in a fake British accent.
I have on a straight black wig with bangs, i kinda like this style maybe I'll cut my curls in bangs.
In the corner of my eye i see a blonde guy walk up to the guy next to me, and the well built guy looks annoyed.
I deside to go and mingle maybe i could get some information on the target, i get up sipping on my drink and walk pass the guys at the bar.
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Hunting Gold
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