Eduardo's Point Of View
"This place never gets old, does it?" I said as Herald and I walked into his club.
We were at CLUB V'R, the biggest and most popular nightclub in the city, owned by Herald. It prided itself on exclusive, invite-only memberships for the world’s wealthiest and most powerful. A good number of members, including Herald, engaged in less than legal activities.
We got into the VVIP room where a rare eighteenth-century chessboard sat on top of the thick oak next to two empty crystal tumblers and one full decanter of Glenfiddich 40 Year single malt scotch whisky.
"Hard to believe you invited me over to beat your ass."
He laughed and took off his suit jacket. He handed it to one of his men and sat down. "Don't get too excited, old friend. I might just do more than that."
