Leonard had just gotten the most insane news about Ryan, it wasn't detailed as he wanted it to be. But finding out that Ryan was an FCC made him curious. Leonard wondered what had happened and how Xavier found out.
'Does Milan know about this?' he asked himself as he drove off the estate. This was news, but it wasn't huge, even if the news went out in the public. It could easily be debunked. Leonard had searched the archives and his files, but there was nothing about a past life, one that Ryan had led.
He decided to take the night off and spend it at the club.
The club was loud, bodies moved under neon lights, music shook the walls, and the smell of sweat and liquor hung in the air like perfume. But Leonard wasn't here to dance, he wasn't here to watch booties shake either, he just needed a distraction. He needed to think.
He watched the men that flirt endlessly all night, the strippers, and the glitter. The boobs that shook so much, he wondered if they had support.
