Date = 12 November
Place = San Francisco (Inferno)
POV - Melaena
“So, what’s your problem?” Kiara is watching me with big eyes and a knowing expression on her pretty face.
Not really knowing what to tell her, I look down from the VIP section through the ‘magic’ glass, as we call it — it separates the main clubbing area below with huge glass panes that can switch from normal to one-way glass or frosted, depending on what you want.
Comfortable pine seating booths are situated alongside the glass wall, and we’re seated at one of them.
Right now the glass is switched to normal, so that both sides can see through, and my gaze sweeps over the dancing mass below — anxious as if I’m sitting on needles and pins — to seek out the stage and the guys on it.
There are five of them tonight. Damio
