SOFIA
I scooted into the corner and Tobias squeezed in next to me. The hostess placed drink menus down for us as the bass of the music started to pick up. Different strobe lights flashed around the room with women getting up out of their seats. I could see people in the VIP area in the top level throwing drinks in the air.
“Today was great, Sofia, we need to set up another one with you,” Tobias muttered in my ear over the loud music.
“Set it up with Cassidy, I like the way you guys work and don’t hang around wasting time,” I said, as the hostess brought over a bottle of Ace of Spades and a martini.
“We didn’t order this,” Cassidy said to the hostess.
“This was a gift from the owner,” the hostess said.
“Who’s the owner?” Tobias queried, happily opening the bottle.
“Mr. Fuertes,” she
