The red curtain opened, and four men entered. The tallest of them beckoned to Tom, smiling. He then turned out his hands in a gesture of peace and slapped himself around the chest and waist to indicate he was not armed.
He’s got a gun tucked away in the back of his pants, Tom thought, or if he’s not armed then all the others are. And Vlad is dead.
He’s got a gun tucked away in the back of his pants, or if he’s not armed then all the others are. And Vlad is dead.Tom rose and followed the men as they walked casually through the club. The music had stopped playing and the girl on the stage had disappeared. The patrons and girls wrapped in tablecloths were being ushered outside by the two bouncers.
Tom was led through a succession of lace curtains then along a maze of corridors decorated wi
