PROLOGUE
1041 Words
The dull red disco lights illuminated only the sexy stripper's silhouette.
Her impeccable features were one to kill for, slender legs, thick thighs and a slim waist.
Men always trooped in and out of Duncan's club, and she was his best dancer. That's why he always saved her for his best clients.
The slow clicking of her heels against the floor as she strutted to where Alex, her last client for the day, was the only sound that filled the VIP room.
She was gladdened at the sight of him. He was young, at least.. A fine young man at that. Unlike the dirty fat swines that waltzed in her only to bore her with death and choke her with the pungent smell of alcohol.
“Dance for me, peach” His husky voice was filled with pleasure. He couldn't wait to get a taste of her.
She came closer and he got a better view of her. In her red lingerie, her boobs were barely covered. He got a peek of her dark nippled and longed to encircle them with his tongue.
The red thong that went round her waist clung to her ass, showing more than it intended to cover
And her face. Angelic.
Her short dark hair fell over her shoulders in ringlets. Her pointed nose accentuated her lovely facial features. Alex found her eyes charming, and her full lips inviting
She pulled a chair to his front and lowered herself to it seductively
Like the pro that she was, she swayed her hips and twerked. Dangerous woman by Ariana Grande started to play in the background.
“Come here you little minx-” Alex commanded. All her little show did was to bring him to the edge
She heard him but sauntered to the other side of the room, where a small table stood.
She poured a drink from the bottle of Cognac and walked back to him.
Sitting on his laps, she held out the glass to him
“Why don't you have a drink first?” The lady asked in a sultry voice.
He took the drink from her and downed the whole drink in one gulp
“Now strip for me… “
In no time she was up and plucking every piece of item of her body, while maintaining eye contact.
She pulled off the two piece set and released her luscious and jiggly boobs, biting her bottom lip.
A tattoo was stamped on her lower back. It was a star, just like her name.
Alex Martinez had come across many women. Being a politician, a young and wealthy one at that, had given him the opportunity. But he was certain that he had never laid eyes on a woman like this.
He pulled her close and set her down carefully as she straddled him, fully naked.
He leaned in closer and ravished her lips with his, sticking his tongue down her throat.
She got off him and strolled to the bed on the other side of the room.
She lay on it and parted her legs. A simple gesture with her index finger beckoning him to join her
He got up and started to walk towards the bed.
Suddenly he felt funny. His legs couldn't carry him anymore and his eyes were fighting to stay open.
He fell face flat to the floor and the look of terror was stretched out on her face followed by a shrill scream.
***
The ear-piercing screech of the police sirens could be heard in the distance.
The caution tape already surrounded the
area, no one walked in or out of Blue Rose club.
Deputy Chief, a middle-aged man and Detective Sawyer observed the scene, searching for the tiniest bit of evidence they could get.
They had gotten a call as soon as the body was found.
Soon the staff were being questioned.
“I found him lying lifeless on the floor,” Duncan, a heavily bodied man explained in his tennessee accent
Detective Sawyer eyed him suspiciously
“You own the place Duncan, surely you must have a lead on something” Detective said
Duncan brushed down his undersized coat before speaking. His corner of his lips were pulled down in a sombre look.
“I didn't want to mention before, but one of my girls was with him shortly before-” He drew in a sharp breath “But I know Star, she wouldn't hurt a fly” He shook his head at the thought of it
Detective Sawyer immediately pulled out a notepad and a pen
“What did you say her name was?”
Duncan went silent. He'd suddenly realised he had no information on Star asides her name
“I don't got it. Neither do I have a phone number, she always got her money in cash” Duncan revealed.
Smart girl, Sawyer thought.
She was careful enough not to leave any trace behind.
“Any picture of her?” Detective Sawyer sought
Duncan shook his head again.
“She hated pictures,” He said. Everyone at the club knew how much Star wanted nothing to do with pictures.
Men placed bets on Star. They got in line for her. Star knew she was Duncan's best and that gave her some leverage. Whatever Star wanted, Duncan had to comply.
"Any family or friend come here looking for her before?" Detective inquired
"None. She was a lone wolf and all she wanted was her money. She come here to work Monday to Saturday. She took Sunday off to rest" Duncan explained further
"She had a tattoo on her back. A star if that would help" Duncan stated
“Got anything from him? Cause none of the others seem to know her outside the four walls of this club” Deputy Chief got back to report to Detective Sawyer.
“I guess we're dealing with a damn ghost,” Detective Sawyer declared.
The paramedics wheeled the body away into the van as it lay cold in the body bag.
Detective Sawyer let out a long sigh in the cold night.
It was going to be a noise filled week.
Alex Martinez, famous politician, the lady's heart throb and heir to a conglomerate was dead.
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