Chapter 4

Vince pulled up his BMW up front into a parking space a few feet away from strip club. Vince frowned at the place shaking his head and gave Andrew a look.

“Mini. You sure you go the right address?” He asked her over his speaker phone.

“Yeah. Why? What’s wrong?”

“It’s a damn titty bar.” Andrew said in disgust. “Fuck. It’s not even the good kind.”

“A what?!” Mini said in fake surprise.

“It’s a strip club, Mini. Why are you fucking with me right now? Is this the right location?”

Mini gigled. “I couldn’t help myself. But, yes. Your in the right place. It’s the only half legitimate business the opposition has in his catalog that’s in his name. Good luck and stay sharp.” She said and hung up on him.

Vince and Andrew got of his car and walked into Orc strip club that was owned by slicer and his family. Vince had a headache as he sat down at a small table near the bar to loud club music near the stage where half naked Orc females and giant females danced on polls.

Andrew was smilling like an old fool smoking on his cigar and passed two one hundred bills to a giant blond in a pink thong and matching high heel sandles, who gave him a air kiss.

Vince waved a way a few Orc females that had started to approach him for a lap dance or tip. He waited and saw when Joc Slicer and his younger brother Knoc came over toward his table.

They were big shit houses with nose rings and jet black hair cut short and tight. They came to stand in front of him towering over him.

Vince smoovely rose to stand at height level to the tall Orcs. He smiled. “I’m the champion for Miss Ross and I’m here to discuss a few things with you.”

Joc shook his head. “Not much to discuss human. Ahlar and I have an agreement that she would agree to be my breeding slave. I’ve already tasted the goods and I approve. The only thing that stands between me and her is her father’s money and higher standing to call for a challenge to my claim but that can only help her so far. Are you ready to die now or later?”

“By Orc law Ahlar had no right to even hint at selling herself to you.” Andrew said cutting through the tension.

Joc frowned and glanced at Andrew. Andrew smiled at him.

“Her father owns her. You knew he wouldn’t approve of you. Your plan almost worked but Ahlar didn’t summit to your will over her as her master or protector. Our client is willing to compensate you for her leading you on up to ten grand in gold.” He said.

“Ahlar is mean. Your human magic words will not stand in my way and neither will you.” Joc said turning back to Vince and poking him hard with his finger.

Vince calmly pushed the finger aside. “We’ll meet each other at a more convenient time for off business hours.” He said.

Joc spat in his face. Vince reacted by chopping Joc in the throat and kicking Joc’s brother in the balls and shoved him away.

Andrew was up and swinging his bar stoll at a bouncer who charged at them. Vince produced a gun from Joc’s holster and aimmed it at him hauling to a chair.

Vince stared at Joc. “Are you ready to die because I would rather finish this on the agreed upon way. What’s your decision?”

“Challenge accepted, human.” Joc said.

“Get the car ready Andrew.” Vince said.

Andrew started to go but then cursed and yanked the blond off the stage through her over his shoulder and ran away.

Vince smiled. “Godsdamn. I’ll be sure to have a nice knife ready for you.” He said as he walked away.

A bouncer came at him. Vince took aim at Joc. “I’ll kill him right now. You’ll be minus one, contender, boss.” He said.

“Back off. I’ll saddle up with the hu-man later on.” Joc said.