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and sat in his chair. As he stared off towards the wall contemplating a plan, he heard his phone go off in his pocket. He reached in pulling it free and after taking in the number on the caller ID he immediately answered it, putting the phone up to his ear.
    “This is Trent” He answered the phone nervously. There was no way he would be able to get away with ignoring anymore of these calls.
    “Mr. Williams, I hope you haven’t been dodging my phone calls. I haven’t been able to get a hold of you for the past few days. I was beginning to get worried that you had gone back on our deal.” A heavy Hispanic voice came through the receiver.
    “No, not at all. I’m sorry. Things here with the club have been very busy. And my girlfriend, she uh, she has been sick.” He wiped his hands up and down on his slacks trying to wipe the sweat off, hoping that he sounded convincing.
    “Well Mr. Williams. Busy means money. You do have my money right?”
    “Yes, I have your payment for this month.”
    “That’s great Mr. Williams. Really Because I didn’t want to have to hurt you. I will be sending an associate down tonight to pick it up. Have it ready.”
    “Yes sir. I will make sure it’s ready.” Trent prayed in his head that they had made enough in sales tonight to cover the money he had used.
    “Good boy. Oh and Trent.”
    “Yeah?”
    “Don’t make me hunt you down again, if you do. I’ll bury you and everyone around you, including that little girlfriend of yours.”
    With that the line went dead, he dropped the phone on his desk. Shit, how was he going to pull this one off? He did mental math to calculate the numbers in his head. He was pretty sure they would make enough, but it would be cutting it very close. Maybe this one time he would get lucky. Fumbling with his key ring, he found a small silver key and inserted it into the corner drawer of his desk. Unlocking it he pulled the drawer out and removed a small clear baggie with a white powdery content inside. Before he was able to open the baggie his office door opened.
    “Hey Trent do we have anymore boxes of Bacardi?” Ashley walked in.
    “No, they are on order. And will you knock next time. Shit!” He snapped back at her.
    “Why, what are you doing that you don’t want me to know about?” She grinned as she stepped closer to the desk.
    Taking a small amount he made a line on the desk, before rolling up a twenty dollar bill and handing it up to Ashley. In one quick motion she snorted the drug into her nostril before falling down into the chair in front of his desk.
    He just needed to take the edge off.
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    Abbi couldn’t seem to get the grin off of her face the rest of the night. She had actually gotten someone’s phone number and was going on a date. A real date. Not one that included crinoline in any form. Flashbacks of her prom night came into her head, the cheap tux her date had worn, his comb over, oh yeah she had certainly moved up in the world. She tried her best to focus on her closing duties but her giddiness seemed to get the better of her. She jumped as Judy snapped her out of her day dream.
    “Spill the beans girlfriend!” Judy had been so busy all night working the private booths that Abbi hadn’t had a chance to really chat with her.
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Abbi tried to hide the smile from her face.
    “Oh, you know exactly what I am talking about! So what happened with Blondie? I had to go work the back before I could find out what happened.”
    “Well he asked me out.” Judy grabbed Abbi’s hands and they jumped up and down like school girls squealing with excitement.
    “Girl, I told you that men wouldn’t be able to resist you. Next time don’t doubt me.” She said with a sideways grin. “So, where are you going?”
    “We haven’t made those plans yet, but we are supposed to get together this next week.”
    “If you two are done talking about your boy toys, I’d like to see Abbi in my