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My hands feel around the inside of the apron, and I find what I’ve been looking for. I pull out her name badge and scan the door which clicks and lets me in.

Sandy … of course she’d have a sweet name to match her exterior!

Keeping my head down I make my way over to the bar area and introduce myself to the guy serving drinks.

“Hey, I’m Sandy, it’s my first night.” I hold my hand out, smiling at him.

“Awesome, we have another Sandy on, I think she’s here tonight too. She normally works the restaurant section though.” He doesn’t stop making the drink orders he has in front of him. “Do you need someone to show you what the table numbers are?” He looks up briefly.

“You know, I think I’ll be okay.” I nod. “I’ll just have a walk around and see if I can get anyone a drink.” I tap my hand on the bar.

I scan the bar area, looking for my target. I wasn’t expecting him to be alone, but I wasn’t expectinghimto be here. How the fuck did he get caught up in all this? Double Fuck!

My target catches my eye and calls me over to their table. It’s showtime. I’m going to have to act like I’ve never met Nicolas before.

He can make me pay for that later … If there even will be a later. Oh fuck, Tony is going to be pissed.

Fuck! I reach into my pocket and text Tony quickly.

Me: There’s two parcels, do you want them both?????

Tony: What? No! Carry on as normal.

Me: I’ve seen one before.

Tony: Fucking hell, where?

Me: Club … gtg

I feel my phone start ringing and I know I should answer it, but I don’t have time. My target wants me over there, and I can’t risk another waitress getting to him before I do.

“Hey, handsome,” I say, approaching the table and see Nicolas turn his head in my direction, eyes burning into the side of my face.

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Nico

What the actual fuck is she doing here! And why is she fucking callinghimhandsome? This guy is a slimy mother fucker who doesn’t deserve her time.

I glare at her, but it doesn’t seem to stop her flirting with him. I need to get her out of here before Frankie arrives, and he better fucking arrive. He’s already late as it is.

As she leaves, I have no idea what Brendon says to her as all I can see is his eyes latched to her ass …Myass!

“Fuck me, I wouldn’t say no to that, would you?” He nods toward Francesca.

“Let's get back to business shall we,” I tell him as I slide the chair around to obstruct his view.

“Look, I don’t know why you called this meeting, Nico, but whatever it is I can’t see that I’ll be interested.” He laughs. “You and I both know that it won’t be long before it’ll be me in charge around here, and you will be nothing but a distant memory.” He smirks as he raises his empty glass and shakes it, which I assume means he wants a top up.

Laughing at him, I can’t help but pity the guy. “Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

I pull my phone from my pocket and text Tony.

Me: Where the fuck is Frankie?

Tony: Inside, just about to deliver the drink, will text when done.

I return my phone to my pocket and turn my head to see Francesca put her phone away, then smirking as she covers her hands in white gloves.

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