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	Wherever that white car was going, wherever Ash was going, or the woman that Adielle mistook for Ash that was in the driver’s seat was going, the red Ford Fusion wasn’t far behind. The dirty blonde Hart girl knew not to raise any alarms when tailing people. She has done it plenty of times to know that she had to keep at least two car lengths away from the car that she was following. So, she made sure to at least keep that one white Mercedes-Benz two cars away from her but still in her line of sight. Each turn that the car took, the Red Ford Fusion took those turns just two cars away. Each time it stopped at a red light, so did Adielle.

	When the white Mercedes-Benz pulled beside a club/bar, Adielle didn’t waste any time. She stopped about a block away. Close enough to see where they were going, but not too close to where they would be made. Adielle was a pro at this. As bad as that sounded, Adielle knew what she was doing when it came to tailing others. It had become a habit of hers in the last couple of years. It’s been noted over the years—and by people that know her personally—that Adielle Hart’s mental state hasn’t been the most consistent. There were times where she might seem normal. Sometimes, Adielle can contain her wild mood swings, but sometimes it just get out of hand. There have been plenty of times where she went to the extremes: stalking people, for one; blackmailing, for another. The list goes on and on, but safe to say that Adielle, most of the time, wouldn’t be what someone would call sane.

	Ah, such was life, right?

	[color=hotpink]“Hey, wake up sleepyhead!”[/color] Adielle said to a snoring Jackson.

	He didn’t nudge.

	Adielle grabbed a cup of water, and splashed Jackson’s blissful self with it. He woke up instantly, jerking up.

	[color=crimson]“What the hell Adi!?”[/color] Jackson annoyingly—and dripping from the hair— said, looking at Adielle with a confused, annoyed expression.

	[color=hotpink]“That bastard lied to you.”[/color]

	[color=crimson]"Huh?"[/color]

	[color=hotpink]“The guy you met at the house. He told you Ash didn’t live there, right?”[/color]

	Jackson nodded.

	[color=hotpink]“Well, I saw her. You went to lay down in the back seat, and I saw her get out of that house, into a white Mercedes-Benz, and be driven here.”[/color]

	Jackson, still half awake, was trying to follow what Adielle was saying, but he kind of got lost after she said she saw Ash. [color=crimson]“Okay, you want to run that by me again.”[/color] Jackson rubbed his eyes. [color=crimson]“It sounded like you said you saw Ash.”[/color] Jackson said. He was still trying to register what she exactly said.

	[color=hotpink]“That’s because I did, but we’re wasting time. Let’s go.”[/color]

	[color=crimson]“Go wher--”[/color]

	Before Jackson had any moment to find out where they were going, Adielle had gotten out of the car, and started walking. Jackson really didn’t have any idea where they were going. All he knew was that she was a fast walker, so Jackson had to keep up.
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	As they kept walking, it became pretty obvious where they were going. There was some club of some sort. It seemed to be fancy. A lot of expensive cars pulling up, not to mention the fancy wear that people had on. Dresses that were too rich for their own good, jewelry that was probably more expensive than Jackson’s entire life insurance, and shoes that had more glitz than glitter. SO yeah, definitely an upscale club for an upscale crowd. And among them, supposedly, was supposed to be Ash. Jackson would love for that to be true, but after that guy told him what he did, Jackson wasn’t really willing to believe anyone, even Adi.

	By the time Jackson caught up with Adi, they were peering behind a crowd of people, mainly photographers at the arriving crowds. It was loud, people were shouting, photographers taking photos, and the upscale people waving, posing, and then entering the club. Some stayed behind to sign autographs and some stayed for the media attention. Regardless of the reason, Jackson knew that there was no way that he nor Adielle were going to get through the front door. Even if they had the right digs on, there was no way they would let people who weren’t on The List through those pearly white gates.

	[color=crimson]“Okay, so assuming you’re right, how do we even get in? I doubt we can just waltz on in through the front door.”[/color] Jackson decided to take a stab.

	[color=hotpink]“Well, if there’s a front door, there’s bound to be a back one.”[/color] Adielle said in a chipper tone.

	Jackson sighed as Adielle started to walk in a different direction. His eyes remained on Adi, now really noticing how well dressed she seemed to be - well, at least compared to his own attire. She was wearing jeans, a navy blue shirt with some kind of generic, artistic design on it; it looked like a logo of some kind. Over it was an olive green jacket, and an orange beanie. Jackson smiled just slightly. Adielle knew he might have been looking at her. She glanced back at Jackson, giving him a flirtatious wink. Jackson being Jackson, looked away as to not give her the satisfaction that he might’ve been looking at her round ass. 

	He kept following her. Jackson didn’t know where Adi was leading him until they came to a back entrance. It was located down a trek through a back alleyway.  This alleyway was as shady as one could get. More to the point, Jackson wasn’t quite sure if this was a good idea, but she wasn’t giving either of them a choice in the matter. Before he could get in a word, there came a few people come by. There were three of them. One African-American, the other Hispanic, and the last Japanese. They were dressed in [url=http://www.uniformsolutionsforyou.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/grid-vest-6.jpg]server outfits[/url]. They took one look at Adielle and Jackson, examining them head to toe. They started with Jackson, then moved on to Adielle.

	“Finally you two are here.” The Asian server said.

	[color=crimson]“Huh?”[/color]Jackson was confused.

	“You’re late. Put these on, and get inside.” The African-American server tossed Adielle and Jackson a female and a male set of outfit and nudged them along through the door.  Jackson didn’t know what was going on, but Adielle made an eyebrow gesture towards Jackson, pretty much telling him to roll with him. He shrugged. 

	Whatever was happening, Jackson didn’t question it. As soon as they got to the changing room, Jackson and Adielle changed out of their clothes and into the outfits. It went rather quickly. Adielle slipped her clothes off, and slipped the server’s outfit on. JAckson did the same. Within three minutes, they were all dressed, and following the three waiters that originally brought them in through the back door. 

	As the five entered the main floor on the club, it couldn’t be denied that they didn’t belong with the high class people. Everyone who was on the dancefloor were either in formal wear that consisted of dresses and suits or had very expensive-looking shirts and any other kind of accessory that would be appropriate for the upscale crowd that the club seemed to attract. The music playing was so loud. Jackson could have sworn that maybe he blew an eardrum as soon as he walked into the room.

	“Okay, the job is simple: you walk around taking drink to those waiting by tables. No lollygagging.” One of the three from before told Adi and JAckson. “You are not to flirt with any of the women. If you do, you’re out of here. This is an upscale club. People like us are looked down upon. We are the help, and that’s all there is to it. Any questions? No? Good. Now, get to working.”

	The man, assumingly the boss of the waiters, walked away to what seemed to be the direction of his office. Jackson just shrugged at the man. He and Adielle went over to the waiter’s station, and took a platter that each had five drinks on it. They then walked out to where the tables were. They were about a yard or two from where the upper-middle class were dancing their hearts out. It wasn’t hard to spot how much fun they were having. Several couples were screaming and shouting, trying to hear each other over the booming, loud bass of the [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aAv8AtxuF8s]song[/url] that was playing. Jackson didn’t really hear what most were saying. Some were saying that they couldn’t believe that they got in, others were saying how much they loved the song playing, but there was one that instantly caught Jackson’s attention.

	[color=crimson]“Is that…”[/color]

	And JAckson saw them. More importantly, he saw [i]her[/i]. He couldn’t believe it. In the middle of the dance floor, dancing with what looked like an older, much bulkier Ghost. There she was looking as great as she ever did. Long dark locks with those eyes that he could get lost in forever; like a drop of his own little chocolate factory that he could look at any given moment. She was as meaty as she ever was, but that dress created an illusion of a lean figure. Jackson liked to think that she kept the same figure, but he would be damned if he didn’t admit that in the blue dress she was wearing she looked mighty fine.

	[color=crimson]“It is..”[/color] JAckson solemnly smiled.

	She seemed happy. Maybe it was the moment of the dance. Maybe it was being in the company of Ghost. Maybe she was happy with him. Maybe what he saw, her dancing without a care, which was quite unlike the Ash that JAckson remembered, was her finally happy. Perhaps this was what she really wanted.

	As he turned away, JAckson began walking. Adi turned away as well, but she stood in front of JAckson, looking at him. [color=hotpink]“Hey, what’s wrong?”[/color]

	[color=crimson]“She’s happy, Adi. She looks truly happy.”[/color]

	[color=hotpink]“She could just be having a good time. Go talk to her.”[/color] Adi tried to push Jackson to do what he came to Los Angeles to do in the first place.

	[color=crimson]“I can’t. As much as I would love to, she doesn’t need a blast from her past ruining her life.”[/color]

	Not allowing Adi to get another word in, Jackson started to head back the way that they came. He went back to the halls that led to the main floor, he would go get his clothes back,and Jackson would make his way back to the Fusion. Adielle, however, would have other ideas.She would set her tray down, take off her shirt, which revealed a pink midriff, and dance her way near Ash and Ghost. She would do it successfully. She was dancing near those two, but her mind wouldn’t allow her to stop there. Recklessly, she knowingly bumped into Ash and Ghost, revealing herself to the two.

	[color=hotpink]“Oh my god, Ash! Ghost!”[/color] Adielle shouted to Ash and Ghost, faking a surprise, how are you doing after all this time, tone.