A couple of days had passed since I last saw her. All my efforts to return to the restaurant had proved futile. My business required all my attention, there was no way I could sit still in a restaurant and wait for a whore-turned-waitress to get off work.
I walked into the office of my Personal Assistant, Neil. He rose up to his feet instantly, bowing in courtesy.
He obeyed immediately.
"You should have just sent for me, Alpha."
"I decided to move around today." My eyes traveled around his furnished office, courtesy of yours truly.
"The search for the strippers, how is it coming along?"
"There have been a lot of applications and few interviews. We are almost at our target. It's taking a little more time because we're trying to select the best."
I listened to him speak, moving towards where he sat. He stuck his eyes into his monitor. I stood beside him and leaned in to take a look.