Chapter 15: JEALOUSY I

★ ★ ★ ★ He got a phone call from a friend, asking him to come over to the stripper club in town. Pablo never jokes with clubs, it was the best place for him to get satisfied as much as he wants. He pulled on his black leather jacket, leaving his room. He hops into his car, turning the engine on, he zoomed off. * AT THE STRIPPER CLUB*** * "What took you so long?" Vicente asked. "Kinda busy." He lied. "So, what's up for me tonight?" He asked. "Beers, cigarettes and lastly, your favourite. . . ladies." He said the last word like it was the most precious thing. "I'll take the beers and cigarettes this tonight." "Girls?" Vicente asked. "Nah, not in the mood." He refused. "Seriously? Well, that's unlike you. You never refuse women." "People change Vicente, when will you start seeing that." "I'm just surprised. Your own change seems surprising to me." He admits. "That's kinda my thing, I love surprises." He lights his cigar, smoking on it. They