Page 2 of The Mafia's Vendetta

“I’m guessing the cold weather.It’s early for these low temperatures, and people don’t like to go out.”

Drew nodded but didn’t totally believe the man.Something was going on.He just had to figure it out.“I’ll want to look at the books before I go.”

The manager nodded, but Drew could see the sweat that formed on his forehead.

“Of course.You know where we keep everything.”

“Yes, I do.”

“If you need anything, just call out.”

“I want another waitress, and I’ve got some concerns about Chrissy,” Drew said.

Newman swallowed.“Of course.We only have one other waitress on the floor tonight.She’s new and still learning.”

“I’ll take that into consideration.You can go back to work.We’ll talk later about Chrissy.”

Newman nodded and walked off.

“What do you think that was about?”Vance asked.

Drew rubbed his chin.“I’m not sure, but I can tell he’s hiding something.”Damn, he had trusted the man for years.

The other three men agreed.

They watched the dancers on the stage in the middle of the room for the next thirty minutes.The women were never allowed to get one hundred percent naked to avoid getting arrested, but it was close.

The Macleans did everything they could to stay off the police radar, so they made each business as close to lawful as they could and still entertained the men that came there.

“Uh, hello.Do you guys need anything to drink?”

Drew looked at the waitress and was immediately suspicious.She did her best to be as plain as she could, but he could see past the ugly glasses, bad hair dye, and baggy clothing.

Her arms were thin, and he could clearly see her clavicle bone, telling him she was beyond skinny.He guessed her hair was very dark because of the growing roots.He’d bet one of his bottles of expensive scotch that the glasses weren’t real.

So, what the fuck was she hiding for?

“What’s your name?”Drew asked.He could tell he had startled her.

“Oh, um, my name is Scarlet.”

That was a lie.

“How old are you?”

“Twenty-eight.”

Also, a lie.She would be a horrible poker player.

“How long have you been working here?”Drew asked.

He was surprised when he saw a flash of impatience in her eyes.

“Why do you need to know this?”she asked.

Drew grinned.“Do you know who I am?”

She looked confused and shook her head.“No.I’m new to town.Are you, like, the mayor or something?”

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