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empty the rest of the glass into the fish

tank that lines the bar counter.

I pretend like the alcohol burns. He

snickers. "Let's sit down, shall we?"

I follow him to a couch against a

wall. This room has no cameras, and

from my observation, the entrance doesn't

either. Someone like Rob wouldn't have

one. I've seen the way he looks at

younger girls. I have no doubt he brings

them here, drugs them, and does