Mated into the Mob (THE WOLVES OF LA LUNA NOIR #1) by Colbie Dunbar EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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TONY
“Your dirty martini, sir.”
I placed the glass on a coaster, always protective of the luxurious
marble-topped bar that I babied, worried something would stain it.
The guy lifted the glass, his glazed eyes paired with broken blood
vessels and puffy cheeks told a story every bartender could read.
“I hope it’s very dirty.” He took a sip and ate the first of three olives.
I pushed snacks toward him. Not the nuts or chips he’d be given in
some dive. Nope, La Luna Noir prided itself on offering plump kimchi
dumplings and miso chicken wings. But he grabbed the dish, and his fingers
brushed over mine, his come-hither gaze hinting at him wanting more than
bar snacks.
Damn. I plastered a smile on my face and prepared an excuse.
“What time do you get off?” he slurred and squinted at my tag. “Tony.”
“Very late.”
From the corner of my eye, I noted the bar manager tapping his watch.
Time for my break. Getting involved with club patrons wasn’t just frowned
upon; it was forbidden. I wouldn’t allow this guy to get me fired. I’d taken
this job for one purpose, and no drunk was going to ruin it.
“If you need anything else, sir, Todd will assist you.”
After passing the problem to my colleague, I left the bar and skirted the
dance floor, heading to the staff bathroom, squirreled away in a labyrinth at
the back of the club. The cavernous space where guests gathered in La Luna
Noir was about the same square footage as the back rooms—based on the
building’s footprint—with their winding corridors and dimly lit rooms. Not
that I had access to many of them.
But as I approached the bathroom, Arnie, an elderly guy whose brow
was furrowed with decades of wavy lines, raced out of his office, wedged
between a store room and the bathroom. He didn’t have a designated role in
the nightclub, or if he did, it hadn’t been shared with me.
He rarely interacted with the staff, except when complaining about his
computer. He was a short, skinny guy with a bald head and a slight stoop
who wore cheap suits, his appearance contrasting with the opulent club
interior. Maybe he’d worked for the current owner’s father and he was a
pity hire, or more likely, a holdover.
My eyes flicked toward the circular stairs, located in a corner, leading to
the mezzanine floor. It was roped off, and an impeccably dressed security
guard, wearing a discreet earpiece, moved on any guests if they lingered.
That was the boss’s domain, overlooking La Luna Noir. I’d been
working here for three months and had never laid eyes on him. But the
word was he was coming in early tonight, and there was a frisson of
excitement—or was it fear?—in the air.
Every night when I emptied the trash in the alley out back, I’d study the
exterior of the building which was a testament to minimalism, with its
understated black exterior of concrete and sleek metal cladding. There was
an entrance, barely visible in the unassuming facade, that led directly onto
the alley, and I suspected that was the boss’s entry and exit.
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