Chapter 65

I walk down the dark hallway until I get back to the part of the club where all the people are dancing or drinking.

I'm about to head towards the bar to get some alcohol, but before I get there I look at a guy holding a bottle of whiskey in his hands. I walk up to him and without thinking, I snatch the drink from him.

"Hey! What's wrong with you, asshole?" he yells, but shuts up abruptly as I pull out a wad of hundred dollar bills and throw them at his chest.

I have no idea how much money was going in there, but I don't care either. All I want to do is get out of here, so I head for the exit in a hurry in search of my car.

"Where's my car?" I ask one of the guards at the entrance.

"In a moment the valet will bring it to you, sir," he let me know.

I enter the vehicle and start it, speeding out of there.

Once I get on the highway, I uncork the bottle of whiskey I have with me, and in one go I put it in my mouth, allowing myself to feel the bitter liquid burning my throat.

With each sip