Shadows In Durango

Chapter 38

*****Vincents POV*****

"If you would've told me sooner then I would have closed the fucking bar tonight! Why am I only finding out now?!" I fume out, pressing down on the gas on my way to the bar.

Tito had called to tell me that he was sick, but had brought in Fergus, the old manager, to cover him. On top of that, after calling Fergus to check in, he informed me that it wasn't just Tito who was off but it was also another bar staff and three of the dancers!

"I'm sorry Vin, I thought I had sorted it all! I wasn't aware the others would call in too!" Tito coughs down the line, as I grit my teeth together not wanting the added hassle.

"I'm on my way to take care of it." I state, before cutting the call and rounding the last corner to the back entrance of the place where I usually park.

Reid was there to help out behind the bar I knew that, but none of my other guys could make it tonight - not even Daryl - all giving their own unique bullshit excuses.

It wasn't that when they turned up to drink at my bar every week and didn't need to pay for shit!

Slamming my car door, I storm towards the building, now being almost an hour into the night and unaware of how things were going.

It could be complete carnage inside for all I knew right now!

Groaning, I walk down the dancers corridor, finding it to be eerily quiet. I poke my head inside some of the rooms, finding none of the girls around.

Usually, we had enough dancers on shift to rotate performances to give them breaks but it seemed tonight they were all already out on the poles.

I enter onto the main floor, scanning the room before finding Fergus behind the main bar as I instantly approach him.

"How is it?" I question instantly when I reach him, as he wipes his forehead with a towel and nods.

"Fine now that most of them have a drink! It was a fucking nightmare when they all rushed in when the doors first opened! I'm out of practice!" He tells me gruffly, as I nod once uninterested in formalities tonight.

tonight. Besides, he knew he would get his pay cheque just like

be upstairs." I turn and say, before heading towards the VIP lounge deciding that

was a Wednesday night and that Sofia would be working the upstairs bar... poor thing will

I climb the staircase steadily before reaching the top and pausing for a moment, my face falling into a

fuck is Reid up

reach him faster, instantly irritated at

swear..." I begin to rant, gaining the attention of a nearby table before they quickly

out bro! She's downstairs tonight, Fergus put me up here!" Reid explains with a shrug, as I feel the blood rush to my

he mean she's downstairs?!

didn't see her!" I grit, not liking

shifts here for fuck sake! "Well Vin, the dancers were real short tonight and so she got put down there to help them." Reid's words come

instantly slam a hand down on the bar countertop, feeling my temper reaching close to snapping point. This son of a bitch! He

there's no staff..." Reid proceeds, as I grab the closest alcohol bottle and toss it across the room causing it to smash everywhere. Reid suddenly looks alarmed, taking me seriously for

not speak another fucking word to me tonight!" I point an accusing finger at him, before making a move to drag Sofia off from whatever pole

should know better as well! I made it quite clear that I wanted her kept

move from pole to pole before finally settling on her tiny frame - causing my arms to

her body, with her tits and ass hanging out of every possible seam. She moved around like a whore, swinging

surrounding her area, leaning back and watching her move no doubt

me into complete overdrive, I march down the stairs not knowing who

no, since he knew

red plump lips and voluminous hair

as some of the men nearby jump in their chairs and almost spill their

at me, mouth

there Vincent, she's doing a good job!" One of the older men yell, smiling from ear

adds with a clap, evidently drunk as my