Chapter 24

His black Aston Martin stopped in front of the club, the same one he'd been in a few nights ago, he looked at the huge Neon sign, thinking about how semi normal and regular his life was before all this.

He'd never been one to be seen in a place like this, he rarely ever even left his house to go for business function, but now he found himself coming to this club at very close intervals, twice in one week.

He let out a deep breath, looked at his wristwatch before stepping out of the car, the man at the entrance of the club was the same man he met here everytime he came.

He walked into the club, pulling together all the will power he had, he would need it for who he was coming to meet.

And why he was here.

It was almost past 5 so the club was not so scanty, just a handful of people, mostly dangerous looking men sitting on tables on the left side of the room.

His eyes moved to the bar and he spotted the same waitress he always met whenever he came.

A familiar face, he shoved his hands in