LORETTA

"Atmosphere?"

Even though I was looking right at the building, I still couldn't quite believe Michelle had chosen ‘this’ of all places.

The truck rumbled to a stop, and I found myself staring through the windshield. Despite growing up in this city, I'd never actually been here.

The club is bigger than I imagined it would be. Neon lights painted the pavement in streaks of Red, blue, and green while music pulsed through the walls hard enough for me to feel the bass vibrating inside my chest.

ATMOSPHERE. The massive neon sign glowed above the entrance. Beside me, Holly let out a long, resigned sigh. Zara looked ready to...