Steel walked back into the club. If he was being honest, he preferred it to be called The Crow. Demetrius had changed it to The Pelvic Buffet. What a dumbass name!!! Steel hated everything about Demetrius, but he enjoyed getting paid.
"There you are." Demetrius headed his way, "I was beginning to think you were beaten by an old man and had skipped town."
Steel wasn't happy to see him.
"I was following orders." Steel wouldn't let himself be taunted anymore today. He was pretty agitated.
"Well, is there anything new you can tell me from your observations of him?"
"I can tell you that boring ass old man fell asleep early."
"And that helps us how?"
"That's kind of my point. There wasn't anything to find out. Not in the past 24 hours."
“Did you know that the old man was just here? He decided to have a quick drink. So, if you were watching him so closely, why did you not see him leave?”
“I saw him leave. I went in to search the apartment. There wasn't anything major there. It's not my fault you made friends with him and he came back for a drink!”
“You know, Steel, you are the only thing in my orbit that isn't simple. I guess if the old man can lose you, I should see if he's interested in doing your job. That'll be easier than waiting for you to tail him.”
Steel got a drink and walked away.
Demetrius stewed as he watched Steel walk away. That man was definitely a problem. He supposed he'd have to deal with the issue sooner than later…