Soon, it was the weekend. I made my way to the nightclub, my mind filled with thoughts of the management position Maizie had offered me.
When I got there, I waved at June, but before I could speak, she said, chuckling, "I've been waiting! Miss May briefed me."
We made our way to the 3rd floor. The office there was occupied by a ravishing beauty who looked about 30.
"Lionel, meet Rose. Rose, Lionel. Anything you need to know, she's got you covered," said June.
I greeted the beauty called Rose politely.
She bobbed her head in acknowledgement, then stood and looked me up and down with great interest. Her lips curled into a smile. "Follow me, I'll give you the grand tour," she said, with a slight tilt of her head.
Rose took me through each room and explained what they were for. When it
