Raine POV
One Month Later
The crowd was thick and the air was filled with the stench of alcohol, bodies writhing on the dance floor, couples kissing, single women on the prowl for men in the same situation. The perfect place to get lost or keep your identity hidden as I had discovered as I moved through the people and came to the bar, the bartender and owner Joe, shoving another tray of drinks at me, his forehead beading with sweat. I was not the only waitress tonight, clad in a white and black dress somewhat reminiscent of a French maid costume, but I was one of the more hardworking ones, something that Joe appreciated to the point that he'd asked no questions when I'd told him my name was Renee.
"Table six," he jerked his hand towards a table filled with young men in business suits, w
