I put the card in my wallet and went out to investigate the club. The commander left me with one final request: "Go get that son of a bitch." - If there ever was a time when crime didn't exist, I would never believe the history books, because the world we live in now is a fucking catastrophic disaster. Someone, somewhere, must have pulled the plug and unleashed a wave of hatred on humanity. Love for others has long been forgotten. The older generations pity the younger ones and can only watch as they destroy each other over stupid feuds and mistakes. All I can think about is, “Is it worth it?” - "What do you mean you have no records of who enters and leaves your club?" “I say exactly what I said. We have too many customers to keep up with. As long as they pay me, I don't give a shit who I am. I sighed irritably and decided to call it a night. I had been here all night and I had had enough of this guy's bullshit. I called Victoria and explained the situation to her. We decided to give it another try