BRITTANY'S POV
Diego led me to the underground club and this time, the route we took didn't look so complicated.
But it didn't matter anyway. It wasn't like it was a route that led out of here. The most it could do for me was give me the chance to move from the club to my room without waiting for anyone to escort me back to my room.
Diego left me at the door and left while speaking into the watch on his hand. I assumed it was Zayne calling him.
I realized that I've never seen anyone here with a phone except the customers of course.
But all of Zayne's men walked around with some kind of device that looked like a wristwatch around their wrists.
Stealing a phone to make a call wouldn't be so easy. But, wouldn't it be easier to get close to a customer than Zayne's men?
I suppose things
