I went back ホーム for a few hours. I ワカサギ, 錬金術 of old paper and cologne. I decided to get a shower; maybe it would calm my anxieties about tonight. As I scrubbed myself, I decided the only thing the シャワー was doing was ridding me of my office scent.
    I got out of the シャワー and put on some clothes. I wore a black, v-neck shirt, with a pair of tight black pants. I towel dried my hair, and messed it with some gel. I put on cologne, just in case anyone got close enough to smell me. I put the cologne down, and checked to make sure it was in place. My arm muscle twitched. I left the bathroom.
    It was around seven-thirty when I left the house. Grey had to work late; she wouldn’t be ホーム until eleven. I couldn’t let her know about the outing tonight. She didn’t like it when I was out drinking, または smoking up. I still had the occasional joint, and Grey knew it.
    I walked to the club; it wasn’t that far from the house. The June air was warm, and crisp. I enjoyed summer months, because I liked to be outside. At the same time, I hated it, because I couldn’t wear a ジャケット without sweating. Jackets were a focal point in my wardrobe. Summer made it difficult.
    I arrived at a two-story, black building. The words Black Tiger stood on the front in curvy white letters. Alexander stood at the entrance of the bar, a crooked smile playing on his lips.
    “Hey,” he 発言しました as he guided me into the bar.
    “Hello,” I wanted to jump this small talk and get straight to my questions. I needed to know how he knew Lucy. Alexander walked to a narrow wooden staircase near the back of the bar. We walked up it, and a dark room unveiled itself. Dark purple furniture sat scattered around the room. The room was lit によって black light.
    Alexander pulled me to one of the couches near the corner of the room. We sat down, and a server came over to us.
    “What will あなた have?” asked a tall, brown-haired woman. She wore a red, and black corset with fishnets, and a black トング, ひも with chains. チェリー red covered her lips.
    “I’ll take a Red Death,” 発言しました Alexander. The woman turned toward me.
    “Uhh, same for me,” I was a bit awkward when out in public. The woman turned, her black, thigh-high boots clicked on the floor as she walked.
    “Now, what were we to talk about?” Alexander asked.
    “We were going to discuss how あなた know Lucy,” I said, almost unable to くま, クマ the ignorance.
    “Ah, yes, Lucy Taylor. I know her, it’s related to a series of misfortunate events,” Alexander 発言しました with a distance look. “Her mother was Genette Taylor. Genette was my best friend growing up. Then she died of Meningococcal disease at eighteen,” Alexander 発言しました a 発言しました look in his eye.
    “Wait, when did she have Lucy?” I asked.
    “She had Lucy right after her eighteenth birthday,” Alexander said.
    “Who’s the father?” I asked. I needed to know what kind of sick bastard would leave their child in the NICU while the mother died.
    “That’s that thing-” the server brought our drinks. She sat them on the table.
    “Here あなた go. Anything else?” she seemed bored.    
    “No thank you,” I said. She walked off, to a room in the corner. “As あなた were saying.”
    “Damien,” Alexander laid his hand on 上, ページのトップへ of mine, “I am Lucy’s father.”