Chp 21 - Consequences Of Bad Choices

The club was packed to the brim when Valencia entered. With people milling about, girls out for action and guys ready to give them. Gangsters and regular people alike twisted and turned on the dance floor so packed that she wondered how anyone was able to breathe at all.

One would think that a party that belonged to a police officer would be free of people on the shady side of the law but the opposite was the case in Felix's lounge that night. The place was crawling with them.

Valencia could pick out the bulge of guns in some’s pockets as they danced, and stood around smoking while some smooched with their partners.

Distaste filled her mouth as she looked around furtively trying to catch a glimpse of the birthday boy but the smoke-hazed room almost made it impossible to pick people’s faces out. The atmosphere was cloying with the smoke of weed, grass and the occasional cigarettes.

For a police officer? This was beyond outrageous. She wondered if he did not care about what the publi