"Let go of me." Kelsey yelled as she struggled to free herself from the waiters' grip, but it was no use. The waiter, a tall and poised figure, practically dragged Kelsey through a maze of crowded corridors and up a staircase until they reached a secluded office tucked away from the pulsating energy of the club.
Once they were inside, the waiter turned to her and spoke for the first time, "I'd do as he says. It'll make things easier for you."
"Where's my friend?" Kelsey snapped, ignoring the man's warning.
"His the least of your problems." he replied, the seriousness in his tone was hard to miss as he stared at Kelsey with narrow eyes. "Mr Diaz is unforgiving, so I'd suggest you do as he says and stay here."
"Mr Diaz? Lucas?" Kelsey questioned and stopped fighting against his hold wh
