Dan.
I parked my car outside the building, I looked at my phone again to confirm if I was at the right address. This is it so why does this place look scanty and dark?
I brought my phone out and sent a text to the guy who I now know as Ian, and he confirmed I was in the right place.
I stepped out of the car, still feeling wary of the place. This doesn’t look like a club to me, it looks more like a garage than a club.
The only thing that showed it was a club was the loud music coming from inside.
I walked into the garage-like bar and almost winced at how loud the music was. I looked around and saw Ian sitting with some other guys on the right side of the bar.
“Hey guys,” I called out and they turned.
“Dan, glad you could make it.” Ian stood up and grabbed my shoulder. I almost
