Midnight
Reaper was just starting the meeting when Storm and Seneca came back in the door. They came over to where I was standing, and we put Seneca on a barstool, and we stood on either side of her. Then we listened as Reaper gave the club whores hell. He was sick of the way that they had been slacking off for a while now. But this s**t with that b***h was the last straw.
He told them what he thought of them. And told them that they were either going to start doing their actual jobs around here. Or they wouldn't be here anymore. He planned to start throwing them out. He already took their pay for the past couple of months and gave it to the girls who are actually doing the work around here.
We have a couple of girls around here who are just here for their protection. They work aroun
