Star had first caught his attention back in Miami, back then she was just a street kid, with the attitude to match, it was the loud mouth attitude that had caught his attention, her moves and body had caught his eye on the second meeting. She had curves and moves that belonged on the best magazines.

Back then she had been trying to make a name for herself, in the back street alley clubs, and any man with a camera, and a buck here and there. It had been Carter who had finally gotten her a shot in one of the clubs he all but owned, and her moves had been to die for, catching the eye of any hot blooded male, plus the femals who came through.

All in all Star had been a good investment, in more ways then one, not only was she a good mover, but a generous lover, in all aspects. It had started in Miami, and moved through to LA, when she finally followed him down, working in Nina's more exclusive clubs.

Pulling the red ferrari to a stop outside the club he handed the keys over to the vallet, with a court, "Dont scratch her" And moved into the club, the velet rope being pulled aside the second he stepped close to it, another perk of dateing the owener of the club chain.

The music was loud, strobe lights bouncing around, although Nina owned this chain it was very rare for her to be seen around here, and her buissness partner tended to keep his eye upon these particular clubs.

He strode through the club like he owned the place, and he might as well have, his eyes taking on the scantaly clad woman that were working the runways, dancing and rithing around the polls each other, their half naked bodies, glistening with glitter. With a sigh he moved forwards taking up one of the seats as Star moved onto the stage.

(Tag Daniel and Brian, possibly Jack)

Another Stake Out was just what he needed.
Another night away from Mia, another night sitting next to his unwanted partner that hadn’t been assigned to another case despite Brian’s demand, another night of waisting time. Or maybe not. Suddenly the agent was wide awake when the red Ferrari drove past him and pulled up in front of the club. So this time intel had been right.
Brian sat up straight and waited for a moment to make sure Carter was actually entering the club.
A moment later he grabbed his gun, badge and camera and crossed the street to the club.
Instead of flashing his badge at the muscle hamster at the door he patiently waited in line to stay undercover.
While he was waiting he ran Daniel but didn’t get an answer. So he just said. “O’Conner here. Meet me at the red Delight. I presume you know where that is.”
Then stepped into the flashing colourful lights of the busy club. Pulling his hood over his head he was sure nobody would recognise him since he hadn’t shaved in days due to a lack of sleep and time for nothing but the baby.

Star eyed herself in the full length mirror, although the place was one of the top of the range clubs, the rooms were clean, the cloths expensive, and the makepup and security top of the line, it was still tacky. The old men outside waiting with their tongues all but wagging at the thouhgt of getting up close and personel with woman who wouldnt normally look in their directin, let alone dance, or allow them to touch them, but it paid the wage, and it paid well. Star knew she could, if she was lucky head home with three figures, which would more then pay for the modifications on her brothers new car, for his birthday later in the week.

With a sigh she smoothed her hand through the long locks of chocloate coloured hair and turned on her heal, the five inch heels she was wearing, showing of the shaply curves, the long chemise she was wearing, covering her back side barly, and see through, the sparkling setshe was wearing under, moveing and sparkling under the lights.

One of the other female dancers came through the curtains, and freash music started, Star allowed herself one more deep breath, draw her tongue over her lips, moistuning them before stepping out into the club, her hips swaying sexually to the music.

It was no more than twenty minutes after the message when Daniel sat down on an empty seat next to O'Conner. The club was as easy to find for him as it was to enter without the hassle of waiting in line. He wasn't a regular customer of the establishment per-see, but to most bouncers he was a known face here. The place was one of Verone's favorites when it came to business meetings and not for reasons Daniel could disagree with.

"Another one of your big leads, O'Conner? Not that the location is worth complaining, but what do you expect to find here." He asked in amusement over the pounding music, his focus lingering on the seductively moving women on the platform ahead in stead of addressing the man next to him. It had to have been quite the let down for the blonde to find out he was still teamed up with Daniel, but such was life.

Brian couldn't say he was pleased when Daniel showed up but such was life...or the job.
His eyes had crefully scanned the crowed and finally managed to make out his target.
Verone was sitting close to one of the dancers, a sexy brunette who was working the pole like she owned it. Judging by the look he gave her the man was quite fond of her.

All Brian did was point in his direction. "There." From their elevatedposition they could see Verone well but were hidden well enough not to be spotted or recognised.
"Look familiar?"
His eyes were fixed on the wavy hair on top of Verone's head. How much would he have loved to whack him over it with a big iron shovel or worse for what he had done to Buster. In his mind all kinds of ways of revenge plyed out but Brian knew his hands were tied. he had to stick to the law. It was better for him and his family.

As if on cue the brunete stepped out of the curtains, her curves moveing seductitvly to the music as she stepped over to the polll directly in front of him, with his hands resting agaisnt the arm rests of the seat, he tilted his head back enough to look up at the woman.

She was breath taking beautiful, just as the first time he had laid eyes on her. It wasnt just her beauty though, there was a toughness about her, she knew how to handle her buisness, and she got the job done. Even now he could see the enjoyment in her movements, the slight sparkle in her eyes as she finally met his gaze.

With a soft smirk she continued her routine, soon she would be finishing and then would make the rounds of the tables, like many of the other woman were currently doing, yet none came his way, they all knew his eyes, and money was for only the woman in front of him.

Finally she was done, and she lowered herself down the steps, a soft smile playing across her lips as she moved towards him, her hands resting on his shoulders, as she gently lowered herself down into his lap, to start her more personel routine.

"And it looks like we have a winner." Daniel said sounding almost bored. He hadn't been remotely surprised to find Verone occupying one of the seats bordering the main stage. If O'Conner had done his homework, he'd know the place was owned by the man's wife.

"I hate to break it to you, O'Conner, but what I'm seeing here is not a crime." He said as he watched the little brunette thing crawl on to Verone's lap. "Unless she has managed to hide illegal goods under her lack of clothing, I doubt we'll be witnessing the criminal activity we are looking for here."

"But now that we are here, we might as well enjoy the evening, hm?" He said chuckling softly before placing an order with the scantly dressed waitress for two beers and putting the money in the waistband of the woman's excuse for a skirt.

Brian wanted ti object and order a coke instead because they were on duty but refrained from it.
He also refrained from any remarks filled with the same snappy attitude as his partner.
instead he just leaned his elbow on the reiling and watched the man below. Sure he knew that Verone's wife owned the club but did she really appreciate her employees grinding on her man like that? If he remembered that right Carter was a very possessive person and didn't like to share his love. Back when Monica had flirted with Brian the man didn't appreciate it too much as she hd let him know.
Just in case Brian took out the small camera from his pocket and snapped a few pictures.
"You never know what kind of business is going down in these places. Why not meet a 'business partner' here?"
Deals were made in all kinds of places.

Just like she did that very first time, she switched of, she closed of her mind to what she was doing, to the men watching her, their leary eyes locked upon her form, she just closed them all out, she pretened them they were no longer there and that she was in a dance studio, in front of a mirror just watching herself dancing, watched the way her body moved, how it glistened under the lights, her body moving up and down the pole behind her back, cool agaisnt her skin, arms tightening as she climbed and lowered and twisted, hair flowing around her face.

The music slowed, and changed, as another woman came to the stage, and with a breath she swayed her hips, as she moved towards the man in front of her. He was the jeleous type, and she knew better then to go to any other man when he was in, if her attention was on anyone but him, she would no about it.

She rested her hand upon his shoulders, gently lowering herself into his lap as she swayed seductivly, her half naked form surprisngly cool as she moved agaisnt him, shifting to move of his lap, dancing around him, and on him, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him, "we getting out of here" she whispered, as she lowered herself behind him, her hands sliding down his arms, her lips low down near his ear.

As her hands moved down his arms, and her voice low and seductve in his ear he was reminded of why he had chosen her, why he found himself drawn to her, she was a beauty, a tough, strong beauty, who despite knowing she was second best to Nina, she was still wilingly to come to him, to please him in ways that shocked.

He chuckled soflty, the outside a cool calm facade, just a buissness man, enjoying his wife's club. With a breath she danced back around to his front, steppign away from him, only a centimeter, moving into her seducitve dance, swaying and curving, and dipping.

Licking his lips, he folded his arms over his chest, one brow raised as he watched her, "Soon as your of" He stated, but he was alreayd raising himself from the seat, his hand reaching to grab his phone from the inside of his jacket, his gaze lingered for a small, breif second on her form before he moved to leave the club.