He didn't feel much like being in a bar, but he was going to be married the day after tomorrow, and this was his bachelor party. They set him up in the VIP lounge with all his men and close friends in attendance. Well, that is, if you could call them friends. Most of them just hang around for Luke's money and status. It was his party, and as usual, he'd end up footing the bill. So much for friendship. He missed the days hanging with Roman and Anton. At least then he knew they were real friends, not these leaches. But no, he screwed that up years ago and was left scraping the bottom of the barrel with thieves and hood rats.
Unfortunately, one of the men that worked the loading docks booked the venue they were attending; in the one place Luke didn't want to be. Right in the devil's lair. The newly renovated Club Excalibur. Roman's pet project and the hottest new nightclub in the city.
