That's right. I updated! So sorry for the delay my readers, life happened. I know its been 3 years but I haven't forgotten about you. Please forgive the long basically hiatus on my part. Please review and there will be more to come. This one is a little on the shorter side, mainly dialog. I hope to post another chapter tonight or tomorrow. Just like all of us on this site I don't own a thing except for my OC's.

We stood in front of the place Alan had told us to go. I hadn't spoken to anyone on the ride back into town.

"What do you think, Alan?" Phil asked. I knew he was feeling uneasy around me with my current mood. I just couldn't believe how disrespectful we had been to the monks. All of the shit we had done in Vegas was happening again, but somehow it was worse this time around.

"Uh, this is the place." Alan said.

"Is this a strip joint?" I asked as a bunch of girls dressed in schoolgirl outfits coerced a man into the building.

"I don't know. Come on let's go." Phil said as he put his hand on my lower back to guide me into the building. Scantily clad women were everywhere, mostly in these pink skirt white shirt uniforms, if you could even call them uniforms. The music was so loud and everytime the bass hit my head pounded just a little harder.

"I don't remember any of this." Stu shouted over the music.

"I don't either." I yelled out. I felt like something this loud and energetic would have been remembered.

"Yeah, Alan are you sure this is the place?" Phil asked. Alan was bouncing slightly at the music.

"Yeah, pretty sure." he said confidently. We walked further into the building. At least no one was actually undressed like a typical strip joint. Maybe this was just a nightclub with female dancers.

"Bro's finally!" someone said to the left of us as we walked closer to him. "Is he coming or what? I've been waiting all day for him."

"Uh, I'm sorry. Waiting for who?" Phil asked as we stood in front of the man.

"Chow, that dick-ass fuck." He said. I rolled my eyes. Of course Chow was here with us. "Why what's wrong?" The man asked after looking at all of our faces. We couldn't tell him that he overdosed and was currently in an ice box waiting to be found.

"Nothing. Nothing's wrong." Phil assured him. I looked up Phil feeling nervous about this all.

"Okay, good. Look at this." The man said buying the lie. "Look what I bring for him." He brought out something in a towel. "Check it out, huh? huh?" He unveiled the item to be a gun.

"Oh jesus christ." I muttered loud enough to be heard.

"No, no, no." Phil said as we all stood back away from the weapon.

"$6000 american." the man said.

"Wow, it looks so real." Alan said as he picked up the gun.

"Alan no! Put it down!" I exclaimed as the gun went off. Phil grabbed me and covered me with his body as people screamed. He took his finger off the trigger the firing stopped as well as the music.

"Sorry. Ahem. Sorry." Alan said.

"Are you alright?" Phil asked still covering me.

"I'm gonna kill him." I muttered to him as we both stood up.

"Alan, what the fuck?!" Phil yelled.

"It's okay! it's okay. The gun, very sensitive. Very sensitive." the man explained.

"Well no shit!" I exclaimed.

"Everybody okay?" the man asked around. Various replies of "yeah" and "okay" resounded back. "Okay? Then get the fuck back to work." I looked at the guys and as they looked back to me 'what the fuck?' written all over our faces. "Come on, music please." The music was turned back on and the dancers began dancing like nothing had happened. "Who has my $6000?"

"Wait, what?" I said as well all turned back to the man.

"No, no, no. That's Chows deal. We got nothing to do with that." Phil explained. I looked over at Stu who looked like he had shit his pants. I would have laughed if we were in a different situation.

"Un-fucking-believable, man." the man said as he picked up the gun. Phil put his hands in the air and once again all of us took a step back. "This guy backs out again, this shit is going to catch up to him, okay? He's made a lot of enemies in this town and they're your enemies."

"No they're not! We're just tourists!" I shouted.

"That's not fair!" Stu said.

"We have nothing to do with Chow." I said.

"That's not what you said last night." he said as he reached out with his free hand caressing my arm. I pulled back from his touch.

"Hey! We're just looking for a little kid." Phil said as he moved himself slightly in front of me, putting space between this man and I.

"Two thousand dollars." the man said.

"What?!" Stu said.

"No." I shook my head from behind Phil. "Hell no."

"I don't know. Maybe more. How young do you want this kid to be?" he said.

"No, no, no. God, no!" I repeated my no's. How the fuck did we end up in this shit?"

"Sorry, you misunderstood." Stu began. "We're looking for our friend, 16 years old, Teddy?"

"Teddy? Yeah, he was here with you guys last night." the man explained.

"He was? You remember if he left with us?" Phil asked. We all looked at the man hanging on his next words.

"I don't know. You were in the corner all night with Kimmy. I didn't see you leave." he said pointing to the corner where we apparently were at.

"Kimmy? Kimmy? Is she here?" I asked.

"Yeah, she's in the back. She just came for her shift. Go talk to her." He said sending a wink towards me. I grimaced at him. I began to worry about what I had done here last night. Did I strip? Did I make out with someone? Oh, God. Did I sleep with this man?

"Alright. Listen, I'm sorry about everything that happened." Phil said glancing at my sudden shift back to unease.

"Pay attention what I'm gonna talk to you now. When you see Chow you tell him Samir says hello." he said looking to me seductively.

"Okay." Phil said nodding his head and putting an arm around my waist pulling me closer to him and the monkey still on his shoulders.

"But do it like that, okay?" Samir said looking to Phil. "Hello. Like threatening. Like ironic. Hello."

"Okay." Phil said.

"See you later sweet thing." Samir said to me as we walked into the back.

"Phil." I said.

"Mmmph?" he sounded in reply.

"I don't feel alright." I said, not really saying what I wanted to.

"I know baby. It's almost over." He said as we walked into the backroom.