Phantom

The police were just too stupid. Helena thought as she stopped in front of the club with the huge bright shining signboard that read, 'Phantom'. If a club opened with the name of a self-proclaimed thieves association, shouldn't you check it out? 

But they didn't. They wouldn't. Maybe that was the reason that Victor used the name, so he could get off on knowing that they were right in front of the police the whole time and yes they could not see them. 

Phantom was more than a club, for every college student in the premises, it was the place to be. The absolute pit of debauchery. She flashed her VIP card to the bodyguard in front of them and walked in.

Blue and red lasers swept through the dance floor, the DJ wore a rabbit mask playing the music loud enough to make her wish she either brought her earplugs or killed him. One of the two.