Since assuming the position of manager of the "Velvet Spike", Mikel had already overseen two renovations and three theme changes for the night club. T...e Russian Mafia, for whom he worked, had given him nearly carte blanche since the club was really a front for their drug and prostitution business and was frequently used to launder money. With the money rolling in hand over fist, the higher ups indulged him in his attempts to keep the club at the forefront of the avant-garde in the city's. The girls were not looking back. They thought they had completely surprised the bank. They hit the lobby and it was empty. There were only a couple of people behind the counters. They instantly knew they were in trouble. The roll down doors came down and there, holding two Ingram mach 11, 9mm sub machine guns, loaded with military armor piercing ammo, and in all her glory, was Reggie Starr.The girls had met Reggie before. They knew that Reggie was a planner. They knew this was one of. Camille introduced her to the newly arrived couples, as they made their way towards a table."And honey that man over there is the manager of Visca" Camille chided as she cast her gaze upon an older man. Danni glanced the man who appeared to be nearing fifty, but on his arm was a blond skinny girl who appeared to be around twenty five. Camille sensed her disapproval and shook her head. "Its nothing like that, their only friends". Danni swung her eyes around the crowd again, and spied a handsome. The walk from town had been long and hot but she was finally here. Clutching the worn paper in one hand, she lifts her other hand to the door and knocks softly. Cursing under his breath as he throws open the front door, Luke’s mouth already set in a scowl. His eyes widen as he takes in the small girl standing in front of him. He feels a small tug in his gut as he takes in her wide eyes, searching eyes. Shaking his head, he leans against the door jam and lets his eyes move lazily down her small.