Viki's Bar

Sitting in an old county club where old gangs come to drink and have pleasures with old hookers and strippers, I took the sit close to the bar attendant

"What would you like to drink, sir?" the bar attender asked

"Hahaha, give him whatever he wants, bills on me," an ex-police officer said, from the look of things he has taken more than his stomach can handle

"Shut the f**k up scare face" the bar attendant yelled at him. He cannot afford to pay for his drink, he usually comes here to drink away his pains and after drinking someone will pay for him, anyone.

An old country song was playing on the speakers placed at the four corners of the wall, for the strippers to dance and entertain the guest and at the same time rip off their little cash

"A glass of Jim Beam please," I said, removing my new boy's cap, revealing my silver-colored hair. She looked at me for a while, surprised! She knew something was not right, American Honey is my number option and I only drink something else when I'm not in a good mood, this is a fact she knows, she is my dear friend and a friend to every sad soul in this club. Outside that, she can also be a therapy to the devil; she knows the names of every gangster in Chicago and New York

"You know, I like your taste..." she said plainly

"Shhh... I don't need a therapy section, Victoria"

"I know, but I don't like to see you sad or in this mood, you have been my friend for the past six years and I want to help you find a way to die," she said jokingly.

She poured a drink on two glasses, Vicki was a pay girl I saved six years ago from the hands of her drug dealer boyfriend, and I brought her here and set this place for her.

She has been taking care of herself and her son, who recently joined the military.

"Hey big boy, do you need me to help you relax?" One of the strippers said putting her hands all over me; I guess she was trying to steal from me

"Get away from him, he is mine" Victoria said

"Vicki, I need your help," I said taking a sip from the glass

"I know you needed something, so tell me, is it a gun you need or money?"

"Oh shit! Really...?" I said squeezing my face, she knows I don't need guns or money for anything, I have enough money and if you want to know how I got it then you have to take a sit

"I'm just joking, the gods don't need help, they have all the power they need to do whatever they want," she said looking over both shoulders left and right making sure no one was listening to her, yes she knows I'm immortal, and she feels I'm a god. Most people will think so too

"Do you know any old drug mafia lord? And where do you think I can find him?" I asked just before I was interrupted by a customer

"Hey! Blue hair, I need a bottle of beer" he said with his masculine voice, he seems to me as a new guest

"I'm not blue hair and here is your beer" Vicki replied, pushing the bottle of beer to him with a glass

"Ok milf, I will take note of that next time," he said with so much disrespect and I know for sure he won't get away with this, Vicki does not tolerate people calling her names

"What did you just say?" She asked with a pissed-off face clinching her fist

"I said, I will take note of that next time, milf! Do you have a problem with that?" He did not get a warning, she just landed a big right hand on his face, which drove the young dude to fall from the bar sit.

Vicki can punch as hard as Ann Wolfe, if she had gotten the opportunity, she would have become a boxer herself

"You definitely need to put some ice on those hands," I said with a smile on my face, one of the male bouncers thrust the dude and kicked him out of the club, henceforth he will respect a milf when he sees one

"Talking about drug lords, I know a few. Famous business owner Mr. McQueen, the owner of McQueen fishing company, hotels, and clubs. He is a millionaire you don't want to fuck with and his number one arriver is Old Lucas.

Old Lucas is an exporter of electronics all over Africa and Asia, he turns illegal money into legal money, and he deals in drug and lads trafficking. By the way, why are you asking?" Vicki asked with a clueless face

I cleared my throat before answering her, "Well... I just happen to meet Marvel at the cemetery"

"OMG, you mean yo...you met who?"

"Yeah, I met Marvel McQueen"

"what the fuck, and you had the guts to walk in here, for goodness's sake Marvel McQueen is not a name to be mentioned around here, she is worse than her late father, she is the devil's first daughter," She said widening her eyes giving a surprised look

"Yes...and I helped her killed some men who were after her life, and this afternoon she was attacked and kidnapped by a Mafia gang, they made mention of a shipping yard, saying she stole some red diamonds and if the diamonds are not returned she will be killed," I said taking another sip from my glass

"Then you should not be here, Lucas must be looking everywhere for you" Victoria replied, her face suddenly turned sour, I guess she is afraid of what Lucas would do if they find me.

I have never had any business with drug cartels, all my life I have dealt with other important things

"You don't have to worry about me, I can handle him, all I need is the location of the shipping yard, I can get to him before he gets to find me"

"Who says I'm worried about you? No, I'm worried about us, my business, and these lives’ here. You must leave now" she ordered, but I kept my quiet, she knows I won't let any harm come to her or anyone here, but she looks bothered

"The diamonds, do you have them?" She asked nonchalantly

"Hmm, I don't need the diamonds; I just need to rescue her"

Vicki sigh, her eyes twinkling not knowing what to do, she called one of her workers to stand in for her and attend to customers, she dragged me by my arms and asked we go outside to talk more

"I will give you the location, but I won't let you go there all by yourself, what if something happens to you? And why the sudden interest in Marvel?" She said, from the look in her eyes she feels something could go wrong, but I had no idea why she is this worried

"I thought you would help me if I find a chance with death? It has always been my prayers to die, it will be better something goes wrong" I replied holding her hands

"Just give me the location where I can find him"

"Why this sudden interest in saving a girl you barely know, for all I know she is a spoiled little bitch, a murder and the devil's daughter" she added, "I know you always choose to be on the good side, so why are you getting yourself involved with her life?"

"I don't know, I just feel this strong connection between us, there is something about her that I need to find out and the only way to find out is to save her, dead men don't talk," I said

taking a deep breath "Ok I promise, I will text you the address, but you have to start going, I don't want anyone to find you here," Vicki said giving me a warm hug

I jumped inside my car and wave her goodbye before driving home.

Entering the house, I turned on the television to listen to the 9 o'clock news on WGN-TV.

The news headline: Two frozen lifeless bodies.

The news had it that, two dead bodies were found at the boneyard, one was headless and the other was stabbed through the chest but none of them bled, police has sealed up the area for further investigation while newsmen tried to capture the incident, it's misery as to how they are still frozen and no blood was spotted on the scene, some eyewitness who lived around said it was raining heavily, some claimed that they were electrocuted or struck by the heavy thunderstorms.

Chicago police have today informed the press that they are not sure why these bodies were frozen or the reason for their death and the inspector general is asking for anyone with useful information to report it to the nearby police station

I turned the TV off and went to take my shower, it has been a stressful day for me, but the day is not over yet.