Candice's Secret is found out.
1090 Words
It was a typical end of day for Candice who cooked dinner for Laurie, feeling slightly guilty that it was just nuggets and chips. Laurie was ecstatic because she didn't really get it often, as Candice tried her best to cook healthy meals. Samantha took over as usual and she hurried out the door, grabbing a coat on the way out because of how chilly the air outside was already.
She drove off unaware of the car following behind her. Johnathon and Ares were stealthily following her in a black pickup, making sure to leave some cars between them so that Candice wouldn't get suspicious. They watched her drive into the workers only parking lot and parked across the street, watching as she entered a rather inconspicuous brick building.
Ares went to get out and Johnathon stopped him. "We need to wait at least a half hour in case she doesn't start her work straight away" he said and Ares slumped back down in the seat scowling. He was rather intrigued by the sign that read simply "Heaven and Hell."
Candice hurried into work, greeting a happy Todd. "What's got you in a good mood" she teased.
"We are getting busier and making more money" he declared as she just rolled her eyes.
"I thought you had a date or something" she commented and he blushed.
"You do don't you" she squealed as he nodded sheepishly.
"It's been awhile since my wife died and it would be nice just to chat with a woman who is my age" he admitted. Candice gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Any woman would be lucky to have you" she said warmly, meaning every word. Todd was such a sweetheart to all of them and he really deserved to be happy again.
She went into the backroom and dressed or rather undressed rather quickly, putting her trademark red wig on. It was time to be her other persona Candy. As she headed back out, Todd gallantly helped her up onto her usual platform and she began to dance and writhe around the pole, as regular customers raced to sit and watch. Candice blocked their hungry stares out, losing herself in the rythem of the music, and embracing what she thought of as her alternate personality.
Ares counted down the minutes, relieved when Johnathon gestured it was time to go, and they made their way inside where they were greeted by a man in a suit. They paid the entry fee of $20 dollars each, grateful that they had thought to bring cash. As they entered the room, their eyes widened as they saw the strippers and bar.
"This is bad" Johnathon said nervously, not wanting to contemplate how Damon would react to Candice working here.
"She might just be a waitress or tending the bar" Ares pointed out reasonably.
"I hope so" sighed Jonathon. He had nothing against strippers, knowing many of them worked to pay for college or to pay bills. He just knew that Damon wouldn't think the same way.
They slunk to the back and watched as topless waitresses took orders.
"I don't see her, do you?" asked Jonathon, scanning the room.
Ares shook his head, waving a waitress away as she headed towards them. A drink wouldn't get them drunk but neither of them really liked alcohol, and Ares just wanted to spot Candice and see what she did in this place, so that they could leave and report back to Damon.
Johnathon thought for a moment. "We know her scent from the other day. Why don't we try sniffing her out?"
Ares clapped him on the back, causing Johnathon to wobble. "Good idea" he cheered.
They began to sniff the room as discretely as possible. There were so many different scents, some disgusting such as foul body odour that made their task a little bit more difficult.
Them Johnathon caught the faintest whiff of her and began to follow it, Ares following close behind him. The scent got stronger the closer they got to the platforms and Johnathon suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The scent led to a platform where a redhead was dancing topless around a pole, surrounded by men who stared at her and put money in her thong. Nether the less, the girl had Candice's facial features and eye colour as well as her body type.
"She's wearing a wig" Ares whispered as they backed away to the tables in the far back of the room.
Johnathon's heart sank. Damon was going to be p****d when they reported back to him. They would have no choice because if they refused to, Damon would just use his Alpha voice to make them.
"F***" whispered Ares. Johnathon murmured the same sentiments.
"Dibs not telling him" Ares added quickly and Johnathon scowled at him.
"Why do I have to be the one to tell him" Johnathon grumbled folding his arms across his chest and pouting.
"Because Damon assigned the mission to you" Ares said smugly as Johnathon's jaw dropped open.
He had no recourse to that because technically Ares was right.
"Let's just stay and make sure she gets home safely" Johnathon muttered sourly, and they both sat down to wait rather reluctantly, neither of them comfortable in this atmosphere.
Candice continued to dance unaware of the two boys present. She took regular breaks, allowing other girls to have their chance to dance. The night seemed long and she breathed a sigh in relief when her shift ended and she could rip off her shoes that were killing her feet. Tonight had been good with no gropes or belligerent customers, the men all being respectful. It didn't happen often but she was thankful for it tonight, feeling more tired than usual.
Todd gave her the invoice for the nights work after taking her tips to count. "Shall we" he said holding his arm out to Candice who giggled. "Why thankyou" she purred as Todd escorted her to her car.
Neither of them spotted Ares or Johnathon who raced to their car across the street.
"Thanks for tonight Candice" Todd said warmly "Drive safe and I'll see you tomorrow night."
Candice started the car and pulled out as Todd watched her go before heading back inside. She drove straight home, looking forward to getting some much needed sleep before school. Johnathon and Ares drove slowly past, ensuring she made it inside the house safely, before grimly driving to the packhouse to report everything to their soon to be Alpha.
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