Club Dead Novels & Stories

(22ND JULY. FRIDAY.) "Hello, Lance. How's everything going on there?" Leo asked over the phone. He was on the porch waiting for his kids to be done eating so they can proceed to school and he can proceed to work. "Um, sir. Bad news." Leo furrowed his brows. "Bad news?" "The club is temporarily closed." Leo chuckled finding it hard to understand what he was saying. "Why is my club temporarily closed, Lance?"

Minus Forcing myself to compartmentalize my emotions surrounding Cricket and my chance to be with her alone tomorrow night, I followed Clutch to our destination. We pulled up to the Nine Ball just after ten o’ clock and the place was already looking pretty lively. Bikes, low riders, and vintage custom trucks filled the parking lot. The Saints, The Apex Predators, and the older clubs in town still held sway, but according to Clutch, Los Psychos, the area’s newest club, had recently gained in numbers significantly, and all but taken over this, and several other spots.

Dumb fucks. Thanks to Maddie and our bond, I heal faster than I used to. So all the bruises and scrapes I get from this petty bullshit are literally gone the next day. True, I won’t be getting to the super bowl again with the team’s performance, nor will I be getting the possible contract extension. But at this point, I’m ready to throw in the towel this season, pay my contract termination fees, and let these assholes reap what they sowed… without me. “Hang in there, man,” Clark yells over his shoulder as he heads to his team’s huddle. I jog over to ours and glare at Lucas.

It never does. Declan shifts his attention back to me, expression settling into something more serious now. “We’ve got an issue.” “Talk,” I say. He steps closer, resting his hands against the counter, his tone calm, controlled, the same way he always delivers bad news. “The investor for the club pulled out this morning,” he says. “No warning. No negotiation. Just gone.” My jaw tightens. “Why?” Declan doesn’t hesitate. “Italians.”

When that time came, they would not be able to do anything if UN Club came at them. Jordan was right about one thing. This was too much of a coincidence. They had just managed to deflect the lawsuit from UN Club and Harry immediately got arrested with concrete evidence to show. No one would believe it if they claimed that these two issues were not connected! Not long after Jordan left, another news came in. Andrew dragged his feet and made an announcement to the club. "The owner of the club has changed. The club has been bought over by Convergence Investments. All original employees have been let go, and Jordan Shaw is now expelled from the club. He'll be blacklisted for life.”

More than that, I was upset because he was my one and only hope and means of getting back at Donald Shell. “Donald Shell withdrew his hold on the club, Mark, so Clinton has Dancing Devils back, and as such, doesn’t have a need to fight him,” Vector explained briefly.

You know that's impossible right? I gulped down my glass of latte and I sighed out in satisfaction. "I know, but it would be if he keeps up with his stupid attitude. He's too cold and arrogant and that'll make him die early." "Ari" She said in between laughs and I shrugged. "I'm stating facts here. Too much coldness isn't good. No one likes cold-hearted people and he being cold will chase people away from him and then he'll be lonely and boom! Depression comes in before you know it he's looking like a man of seventy at the age of thirty five, sitting on his rocking chair doing nothing but drinking coffee and watching old people's program. The next thing you'll hear is that he was found dead

I instruct Mr Lamberto. “That is going to be hard.” He replies. “Why so?” I ask and he shakes his head regretfully. “ Club Odyssey has no ties with any family or organization. The owner of the club is not even known, talk less about finding shit about them. From what I hear though they are clean.” Mr lamberto informs me. “ That level of cleanliness screams suspicion to me.” I reply. “Okay.I will try to find everything I can. I won’t promise you anything though.”

I can't tell you how many times I wanted out but Bradley beings Bradley wouldn't let me. I even stopped going to the club hoping that if I didn't show Interest in the club, he would buy me out. You see my brother is smart so when we started the club we had a clause that if one of us wanted to sell, they could only sell to the other, no outside partners so since he didn't want to buy, I was stuck with my name attached to the club, if something is wrong then I have no choice but to attend to it. My name is attached so I will be implicated if something goes wrong.

Now her reaction arises on instinct as a reporter. The idea to change clubs is only a momentary impulse because she is carried away. Elyn wasn't really going to do it because it could have gotten worse from now on. Her first activity at the club. She doesn't know what to do with a club whose name alone sounds strange and suspicious. Based on the information she heard from Vivian, the club, which has been vacant since the loss of the leader, remains without being dissolved. Then the rest of the members either resign or never attend again, no one knows what exactly happened. “Are there really only two of us in this club?” Elyn protests at Sihan who did not give a response. “Then what do we do?