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Rose Walters
"Hello John long time no see." Rose said as she walked up behind him a placed a cold beer down in front of the infamous robber, before taking a seat opposite him. "Looking for action of just somewhere to lie low for awhile?" She asked her friend giving him her trademark devilish grin.

Rose Walters
"To, that I say you are an answer to a prayer." She took a breath before continuing. "I need a favor, one of my girls Fiona was murdered. The cops are as useful as tits on a bull and I want to make the guilty pay. I know it isn't your usual line but could you help me out? I will pa you as well as I can." When she finished she sat back with baited breath waiting to hear what he would say. She knew he had killed before but that was in the course of a robbery he had not set out to kill.

Rose Walters
"That's the problem, I am not positive. The man Shreck a German who hops in here now and again may have something to do with it, a detective came in and asked about things. That was a week ago and I haven't seen him since. He probably had his palms greased and Lord knows Chicago doesn't care if a runaway saloon singer got killed." As she spoke a little color flushed her cheeks and her jaw tensed. The reason she was so protective of her girls was that no one else would and she had been on the down and out and knew what that meant for a girl in this town. "I would do it myself but this girl isn't taken seriously like you would be, my friend."

Rose Walters
"I hear he goes to the Italian bitches joint, Hatshepsut's Palace I think she calls it. Its more upscale than this so she thinks she is the cities new queen bee." Rose dug through her purse and produced a business card with the address. "I hear tell all the big shots and somebodys go there, so you might need to freshen up first you can use the bathroom in my room upstairs if need be. If you need any other help just tell me and I will see what I can do." As she spoke the last sentence she reached out and squeezed John's hand to convey her seriousness, if nothing else had the look in her eyes would.

Rose Walters
"Thank-you, I can never repay you. But, I can show you where the bathroom is." Rose said trying to bring back her old smile that she used for business. She took him to a narrow set of stairs and up three floors. Her rooms were the ones all the way at the back to give her the tiniest bit of privacy. Once she unlocked teh door to her little apartment she let the door swing wide. "Make yourself at home and take whatever you need to see this thing done. If you do not need anything else I will return to the floor."

Rose Walters
Returning to the first floor she took her customary seat on the over stuffed fainting couch and waited for the customers and the night to begin. Since Fiona's death she had been extra weary and had even hired a few more bouncers to keep neredowells away from the girls. Nothing had happened in the month since the murder and she was going to keep it that way!

Megan cautiously walked up to the club, uncertain of what would happen. She went in the doors and found her way around to the bar. She leaned back and sat on one of the barstools near the end, unsure of what to do or where to go to find a job here.