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Jacob opened the heavy front door and entered The Ivory Note. The club was dark and the smell of cigarettes still hung in the air from the previous night. He strained to hear movement, but the entire club seemed devoid of life. Quickly and quietly, Jacob walked to the railing overlooking the main club.
Reaching into his left pocket, he produced a pair of mirrored sunglasses and slipped them over his eyes. Instantly, the room was awash in green hues. He could easily make out the rows of tables covered in white table cloths and toped with a single white rose. On stage, he saw the white grand piano that was the club's trademark. Hanging above it, he could clearly see the body of a woman in a long dress.
A voice boomed. "Ms. Mason sends her regrets. She is tied up at th...
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It wasn't hard to spot Brannon Kelly. The leader of the Southies was a tall, thin man with red hair and a bent nose that spoke volumes about his short time on this earth. Around him was his crew decked out in jackets, ball caps and tattoos sporting the Irish Flag and a smattering of Gaelic.
Seeing Jacob across the room, he nodded and offered a smile. The smile on his face quickly faded as he spotted the rage in Jacob's eyes.
"You," Jacob screamed as he pointed at Brannon. "You're the reason my partner's dead. Now its your turn to join him!"
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| Modern Floorplans: Nightclub Regular price: $2.50 Bundle price: $1.75
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Walking into the nightclub reminds Jacob of walking into a bee hive. Clubgoers buzz to and from the bar while others dance to the hypnotic drone of eletronica. Jacob feels his chest vibrate in sympathy with every beat of the pulsing music, and it takes him some moments to adjust to the flickering lights. His prey would most likely be in either be in the VIP room or the office. After the last 36 hours, Jacob was in no mood for niceties. Two minutes alone with the guy and he'd either have the information he needed or the satisfaction of beating the stuffing out of him. Jacob felt a hand clamp like a vice on his arm and was surprised to see a hulking bouncer standing next to him. It appears he was expected.
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| Modern Floorplans: St. Michael's Pub-An Average Modern Dive Bar Regular price: $1.50 Bundle price: $1.20
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The sign was faded and the interior looked gloomy, but to Jacob St. Michael's Pub looked like home. He stepped through the door, shook the rain off of his coat and made a bee line for an open seat at the end of the bar.
"What'll it be?" The young bartender said in a thick Irish brogue. "Jameson. Neat," Jacob replied to which the bartender offered a satisfied smirk.
"Yer sittin' in me seat," Jacob heard from behind him. He turned and saw a hulking man of about 6' 4" and about 250 pounds of muscle probably hardned from years on the docks or working freight uptown.His breath reaked of too much Guiness and cheap whiskey.
Jacob calmly turned back and downed the contents of the shot glass in one gulp as he felt the man's huge paw rest...
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