Meanwhile back in Mexico...
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"Mia get off the stage, you have a customer waiting for you in Room 4." Snapped the club manager.
She reluctantly got down from the stage wearing her green bikini.
She glanced over at her broken friend Vera. She seemed to have accepted her fate as a stripper now.
They were supposed to be dead, when they were pushed in the water, with their hands and legs were tied.
There was no way they could have survived sinking into the deep end of the pool like that.
Mia had secretly managed to burn the ropes from her chair first, and then swam over to Vera, who was loosing large amounts of bubbles from her scream.
She managed to untie her quickly and pulled her up to the surface.
The gang members were shocked and stunned as they both heaved and coughed out the water they swallowed.
