Chapter 97 - Black Club (Part 1)

Lorna stood in front of the mirror fixing her makeup, she was on a long sleeve turtle-neck black shirt like a sweater, along with blue jeans shorts, and net host she made sure covered the bites, thick and wasn't transparent. She also wore boots with heels. Done with the makeup, she arranges her hair in a scattering style.

"That should do it, I look like an actual slut" she commented.

"Ugh, we both do," Jesse said walking in, arranging her hair, she wore a sleeveless black shirt and red jeans, ripped in all areas along with matching red heels.

"What we do for our country," Lorna said sarcastically.

A slam came at the door as it opens revealing Natasha, she wore a white lap length gown that clung to her body perfectly showing all her curves, along with matching heels.

"Let's go girls" she smirked.

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Section Thirteen

Night Club 

The SUV stops in front of the entrance, a booming dim music sounds inside.

"This is so not my style," Lorna said nervous, they stood at the entrance.

"We have to blend, the guys are inside already, it's best we attend separately we don't wanna cause unwanted attention," Natasha said sternly.

"Let's do this" Jesse said as they walked in unison into the club, showing their invites along the wall.

Inside was wide, with bright color light and disco lights illuminating the club, tons of people dancing sensually all responding to the loud beat.

"Let spread out, we will cover more grounds that way, if you see Cain, send the signal, don't engage we need him to lead us to the manufacturer," Natasha said going left.

"God she's bossy," Jesse said rolling her eyes, she faces Lorna.

"Gonna be fine on your own?" Jesse asked.

"Definitely and besides we have comms if anything goes wrong will alert you guys" Lorna assured her.

She smiled nodding before walking out, leaving Lorna alone, she sighs walking further passing through the dance floor, finding her way through the numbers of bodies pressing against her in heat.

She finally made her way through taking a seat at the bar section, watching the dance floor, her eyes scanned for Cain but he was nowhere in sight yet.

"Here you go Missy," The barman said shifting a drink to her.

"Sorry no," Lorna said forcing a smile shifting the drink.

"Don't drink?" a woman beside her asked, she turns seeing Iris seated two chairs away from her, her legs crossed, she was a beauty that was Lorna's thought, she was on a net-like short gown that barely covered her body, dark blue, bringing out her smooth skin, her long straight hair let down.

"I do drink" Lorna huffs.

"Really," Iris said amused taking a shot of her drink.

Lorna swallowed, she was not a drinker like this chick and besides she couldn't, she was on duty.

"You seem like someone who doesn't belong here" she raised an eyebrow.

"Daddy girl perhaps" she adds in a mocking tone.

"I'm not a daddy's girl," Lorna said clearly her mood shifting to a frown, she took the drink taking it, the alcohol burned her throat, she coughs.

Iris laughed hardly, it was angels singing, could she be any more perfect?

"That's so cute," she said between laughter.

Lorna just rolled her eyes murmuring under her breath.

"See you later daddy's girl," Iris said walking away, as her smile turns to a frown.

Lorna watch as the strange woman disappeared on the dance floor, for some weird reason she looked familiar and Lorna felt the connection, she was a ghoul.

She sighs, everywhere she went, ghouls and she didn't have it in her to kill them just like any agent would, it was either a child or a pregnant ghoul or a harmless lady, she was an agent it was what she does, she was supposed to hunt them kill them but she couldn't, does she even have it in her to get the job done? 

She took another shot, sighing.

The bartender eyed her, he gave a nod to someone upstairs, it was Cain as he nods back in approval, before disappearing insight.

He dialed a number.

"I have been waiting for hours, where the fuck are you, I need my drugs," he said pissed hanging the call-up, the name on the phone said drug king, he didn't know why he didn't show up, he was always punctual, or was it because he knew he was leading him to a trap?

Cain sighs in frustration as his eyes land on Lorna dancing wildly on the dance floor with random men, he smirks, the drug was working, she was separated from her colleagues and isolated. 'Fuck the drug king' he thought, he had something way better now, the cure, and oy he knew it because he was the only one who had smelt the actual cure before others will find out he would have devoured her, he didn't care about the black ghoul threats, he had already injected himself with something to freeze the chip buried in his neck, technology was surely rapid these days, he smirks, now he would have her all to himself with no interruption whatsoever.

Lorna raised her hands dancing, as she giggled, she loved the feeling of being free, she felt like she was floating, she sway her hips as a random man grab it grinding it to his core, she moaned pushing backward with a smile on her lips, she kept moving her hips as she danced, the man's hands all over her.

Lorna moved her head back and forth to the beat, her hair moving wildly.

"You dance good," the man said huskily in her ears, she giggled.

"How about we take this someplace else just you and me" he adds, sliding his hand under her shirt, grabbing her bra and breast in a swift motion. Lorna gasps as her head spins, her mind was blurry all she could think about was what the man wanted and she wanted it too, she turned swiftly wrapping her arms around his neck. Staring into the ghoul eyes of Cain.

"Show me how bad you're".