7**

A few minutes later, the visit ended... Ariella and her husband seemed interested in the house but they had a problem with their bank account so they plan to buy it in a week or two. The young woman felt relieved to hear such news... At least she still had time to come back on Tuesday or Thursday night of the next week...

- And you, Miss Aubrey? Don't you want to buy this lovely house?

I own it. She would have liked to answer, but she simply said:

- No. I don't think so... It would be far too big a house for me alone.

- And besides, I'm sure she can't afford it... Ariella retorted.

Her husband scolded her gently and she said softly in explanation...

- Look at her darling, she doesn't even look like she has a silver buckle... I have an eye for tramps!

Rose said nothing of this. After all, she had paid for this visit just like all of them here. Whether she wanted to buy this house or not was her problem. The estate agent left them almost five minutes later. The car that had narrowly missed him was Ariella's and her husband's. Rose wanted to slash one of the tyres but found it best to calm down. She set off for home. On the way she bought something to eat and then went back to her small, old house... The day passed with infinite slowness. The next day she went to work and afterwards she visited her sister with fresh strawberries as Annie liked them...

The following Sunday evening, Rose went to the bar as usual for her shift. She couldn't wait to finish and get home... She was only two hours away from the end of her shift. Tonight, Tamie was there. Rose pretended not to see her because she didn't have an answer for her yet... If the safe was empty, she would accept her offer, but if she found money in it, she would refuse. No matter how much she found, it would help her a lot. She just needed the $200, 000 for her sister's treatment and the rest she could take care of... Tonight, the bar was not very full and of Rose's 6 tables only 2 were occupied. So she could take a little break from time to time... Around midnight, she was sitting behind the bar with her friend, the bartender, watching the show of the evening that had just started, when she felt a tap on her shoulder... She turned around to see Anita, Sandy's best friend... She spoke to her in a loud voice enough to drown out the loud music in the bar...

- Are you deaf? I've been calling you for a long time... Tina wants you in her office...

Then she left. Rose frowned, wondering what Tina had to say to her... She got up from her stool and walked towards Tina's office. Tina's office was a mess and there were bottles of alcohol on the floor. Rose winced but walked over to Tina's desk. She found her kissing Sandy full on the lips... That's it! Tina was a lesbian...! She knew it! The two women stood there kissing as if they didn't know anyone was there... Rose cleared her throat and they walked away from each other...

- You sent for me...

- Yes... That's right... The tables you're in charge of are empty tonight so I want you to go and serve the VIP section. Specifically, room #3.

- What? But... I've never worked up there...

- I know... it's just for tonight... The waitress who should be working in rooms 3-6 didn't come tonight. 4, 5, 6 are empty but we have a customer in room 3. It's a big customer... Bring him booze, wine, cocktails and do whatever he asks...

Rose had never worked in the VIP area and was surprised by Tina's request... However, she didn't have time to think any more because Tina gave her an outfit that she had pulled from her desk. It was the uniform of the waitresses in the VIP section... The young woman took it and left Tina's office. She changed her clothes and then took everything Tina had asked for from the crates along with ice and a drink... She walked past Tamie to the stairs of the VIP section. Tamie was having a drink and looking at her strangely though, Rose was so used to getting that kind of look in this environment that she didn't care about it.

Rose climbed the stairs one by one with the small tray requested in hand... The stairs were quite high and the young woman imagined that customers could see under her skirt at a certain height. Curious, she looked down and saw Tamie watching her. This uniform was much more revealing than the first, Rose knew that Tamie had a good view of her buttocks at the moment... She was disgusted by it and she hurried up the rest of the stairs... Once at the top, she felt relieved... When she looked carefully around her, she realized that the floors of the VIP departments were really different from the ground floor... It was a different atmosphere... The walls, the floor, the ceiling, everything was shining. It was like a 5 star hotel... everything was quiet and there was no one in the hallways. There was a freshness that emanated and Rose felt like in another world... The young woman crossed a few corridors before seeing a door. It was numbered and the young woman read: "VIP room #1". Opposite this door was VIP room #2. The young woman concludes that the 3 was very close. She walked a good bit more before seeing room #3...

However, once in front of the door, she felt a huge apprehension seizing her. It was for the first time... It wasn't like serving the popular tables... She didn't know how to do it... She was dying to turn around and ask Tina to send someone else but she had already come all this way. No way to retrace your steps...! She felt guilty for not having asked Tina all this... She encouraged herself by remembering that he was a big customer and that he could leave her a good tip. She raised her hand and sighed before knocking... She held her breath so much that she was afraid of what was to follow...

...

She heard no response. She frowned and knocked again. She was really looking forward to it ending... She waited again but still nothing so she turned to leave. However, a noise stopped him. She turned around to see the door open... There was no one there but the door had opened. Her heart skipped a beat... What was that? She was afraid to enter but she should do it... She opened the door to go in and wanted to hold it open if she ever wanted to get out quickly, but it closed automatically after her... She let out a little cry as 'She was starting to seriously freak out... Her first instinct told her to look around. The room was large with sofas, a table and a pretty bay window overlooking the ground floor where you could see the bustle downstairs... One part was dimly lit and another part was in shadow ... There was no one in sight... That was the scariest part. The young woman was afraid that a psychopath would come out of the shadows and attack her and moreover, she had heard that the waitresses in the VIP rooms were mostly prostitutes because the client was refused nothing... She tried not to not think about it, she was scared that's why she was thinking so negatively... Could it be that she had gone into the wrong room? That she had misheard the room number? Or that Tina was wrong? This pickaxe had been so drunk that it wouldn't surprise Rose... The tray was heavy and the young woman wanted to put it down. She was going to quickly put down the tray and leave the room... She went to the small table and put down the tray, her heart beating. She let out a cry of astonishment when she saw a wad of banknotes lying on the table...

There was someone, that was for sure. Maybe he had moved but there was someone. The young woman looked around her again and feverishly touched the money. She picked it up and looked at it more closely. There were probably more than twenty $100 bills... She thought. She could take it but the customer might notice her missing and she wasn't a thief... She needed the money but she wasn't going to steal. She put it down and got ready to leave the room...

- It's your tip... $5, 000. However, I didn't think you would leave me anytime soon.

The young woman turned around scared. A man stepped out of the shadows. He was short and fat. Her voice was serious and really not pleasant to wait for... The young woman instantly began to tremble. So, all this time someone was watching her... She swallowed her saliva and in a bit of courage, she said trembling...

- Good evening Mr. Can I get you something?

- Yes... A glass of wine and your fat ass on a tray...