Chapter 47

LORENZO POV

“Anything suspicious?”

“Not up until now,” I replied softly to Xander while managing to keep my gaze at ease, roaming around easily and feigning surprise and awe, while in reality, I was trying to make out something.

“Then we should climb up to our alcove,” Verzi called out, and I nodded following him closely behind. We climbed the stairs that took us to the second floor of the club, where the VIP booths were located overlooking the buzzing dance floor below. The whole club was on cloud nine, with loud pop music pouring out of the music system causing everyone to go wild. People were whooping themselves and gliding against wet, sweaty bodies on the dance floor. The heavy stench of sweat, alcohol, and cocaine reigned in the air. I may have been mistaken, but I could have sworn I caught a whiff scent of sex in the air.

Chicago was indeed was it was known for. The Sin City.

We arrived in our booth and barmaids were quick to be on our beg-and-call, ready to serve us rotten.