The dark side of undercover work, he hated it really, the things one had to do, as the music of Tina Turner's Private Dancer began to reverberate round the booth. The lights came on and centred on the middle of a hexagonal room. The girl was straddled the chair, but as the music took hold she rose, pushed the seat over and began to do her routine, her teasing, her gyrating, her provocative movements, as Fornell looked at her face he saw the eyes, blank, either she was drugged or was thinking up tomorrows shopping list. She strutted round the room stopping briefly at each window. Back at the chair she began to strip, carefully rolling the stockings down and then pulling off, wrapping one round her neck then the other over her wrists, as if she wanted more action. Fornell wondered how the other occupants of the closed windows were doing, or should that be what they were they doing, as he fingered his collar, the Basque finally removed to show the breasts, but the nipples hidden behind the tassels, as she took one final prance round the booth flashing her chest as she passed each window, the lights finally went out.

Fornell adjusted his collar, opened the door and went to reception; the girl behind the counter was chewing gum and reading a book.

"Good show, nice girl, she do extras?" Fornell snarled.

"Meaning" the receptionist replied looking up from her book, and allowing Tobias a full look down her cleavage.

"You know," as Tobias smiled, "Extras."

"If you mean sex, she is over 21 as far as I know and we don't have rooms, only the bar and the dance hall."

"Know where then?"

"Look," the girl replied, "You a cop, can smell a cop at 5 paces. We only do the bar and the dance hall. We did have a cop in last week asking questions, but looking at you," as she eyed Tobias up and down with his stubble, "You're just a perv, out for a cheap thrill."

"Hey, know something, that wasn't cheap," Fornell replied.

"So still a perv then, and weird with it," as she returned to her book, "50 Shades of Grey." Fornell just shook his head, smiled and walked out the joint.