Chapter 33

The bar was boisterous and rowdy, scarlet red lights illuminating the interior giving it an angry atmosphere.

The air had a stench of alcohol and cigarette soaring it.

Music was blasting in all corners, hitting the walls and reverberating.

Three men stepped out into the warm summer breeze.

Laughing could be heard amongst them.

The sun was clearly setting, the sky throwing a golden glow across the earth surface.

"Hey man I told you that chic in there is too fiesty"one spoke to the man in the middle between his fits of laughter.

With coffee brown hair swaying across his face, he pushed it behind his ear and folded his arms.

"See how she bodly said you aren't her type"Another croaked with his deep voice, placing an arm on the shoulder of the one in the middle.

Petro eyed his two friends as they made jest of his attempt to woo a stripper in the club.

"A knife in her throat will get her to submit herself"he spat.

"Alfonso and Tom, you both should fucking stop laughing" petro ins