Longing For Love

TWENTY YEARS LATER

“Since when is a club the best place to discuss business?” Cameron admonished his best friend, Kail who was playing with the buttons of his car radio nonstop.

“You’ll see but for God’s sake, do you only listen to all this opera shit?”

The soft classical music playing within his car fizzled into the background as Cameron parked his car. He got down from his car, closely followed by Kail. They had been friends since their college days and now did business with each other from time to time.

Once in, Kail took the lead, weaving his way through the many bodies into the building. Loud speakers were stationed at every dollar, blasting loud trendy dance music. Cameron was mindful of the clingy strippers, frowning at anyone who got too close.

“Now what?” he tackled Kail when they were at the bar. The bartender, a bulky man with a dyed goatee spun around at the sound of new customers, holding a bottle and a shaker in each hand.

“Now, we have a drink. The usual, Steve