The Road to EGOT Season 02 Pt. 16

"I'm sure." I told him, determined yet still feeling my stomach going into knots.

"Your choice. Let's go. I will lead the way." I drove out of the parking lot and joined the busy L.A traffic, following Alexei's directions whilst also thinking I would have to get my car cleaned to get the stench out.

"How long have you been working with them?" I asked him.

"Since I was a young boy. They get you when you are small. Make you loyal. Make you family."

"Who will I be meeting?"

"His name is Vasily. Very good, fair man. But he has...he has.. how do you say...temper! Don't make Vasily angry. Never angry!"

"I'll keep that in mind." I said as we pulled into a small club. We parked the car and walked to the door. Alexei was walking ahead of me, leading the way. We passed many young beautiful women to the door. From their clothes and their posture I could easily tell they were prostitutes. Alexei was speaking in Russian to the doorman who took a long look at me. He came over and patted me down. He pulled out the gun that I had tucked into the waistband of my pants before exiting the car. He looked at me very menacingly. I did my best to remain calm and not give any hints of my nervousness away. He nodded his head towards the door, letting me know I was good to go while keeping my gun.

The club was full and incredibly loud. It was difficult to maneuver and get around without running into someone. I tried my best to stick close to Alexei as he continued to say hello to acquaintances. Along the way I bumped into a woman and she fell to the floor. I reached my hand out to help her up, and instantly lost my breath when our eyes met. She was beautiful. Her short dark hair framed her face beautifully. Her lips so full were just begging to be kissed. Her hazel eyes bore right through me, touching me deeper than any I could remember. I took a beat and paid closer attention to the outfit she was wearing. The orange halter top and a bronze silk mini skirt. Her legs were divine and incredibly toned. Her breast, looked to be a perfect handful. I helped her up and she was eyeing me as well. She smiled a smile that could change the life of a man. Making him forget who he was and all of his fears.

Alexei pulled me away. I allowed him to guide my body but my eyes never left those of the gorgeous beauty before me.

"Stay away from the women here. They belong to Vasily. Temper. Remember?" He told me in a hurried tone. I nodded but continued to try to find the dark haired beauty in the crowd. We finally reached a door all the way in the back that was being guarded by two very big men. I was once again padded down before being allowed in.

The room was nothing more than a mob movie cliche. A few men in various parts of the room with beautiful women all around. Alexei led me all the way to the back where a man was sitting with two beautiful women on each side of him. He saw us approaching and quickly signaled for the ladies to leave.

"Vasily, this is Duncan Bryant." Alexei introduced me to his boss. He had seemed so comfortable outside in the club with the other patrons. With this man, his demeanor changed. It was easy to tell that he was afraid of him. "He comes to bring you information."

"Well I hope whatever he has, it was worth taking up my time." He said surprising me with an american accent. He must have noticed the surprise on my face. "I'm second generation. My dad came to America. I was born here." It explained why someone as young as he was already in such a high position of power within the organisation. He was a legacy. He barely looked to be older than I. "Leave us Alexei." Alexei nodded and quickly scrambled away. "Have a seat Mr Bryant. How can I help you?"

"Actually I thought that maybe we could help each other." I told him as I sat down.

"Really? What do you have for me?"

"I know that you've been working with Derek Stamp."

"Yes, he launders money for us." Vasily said without batting an eye.

"Do you know that he's been stealing from you for years?" That got a reaction. His dark eyes seemed to only get darker.

"How do you know this?" He asked leaning closer towards me. I saw the tamper Alexei was talking about. There was an anger and violence emanating from this man that could not be ignored.

"I've been investigating him for some time now." I told him removing the pages I had brought from my jacket and handing them over to him. "He has accounts set up where he dumps all the money that he steals from you." He quickly looked through the papers. He was a smart man. I could tell the moment when he realized my claims were true. It didn't take long.

"Why come to me with this? Why not go to the police?"

"I figured if I did, you and yours would try to kill him."

"Of course. You don't want this man dead?"

"No, I need him alive."

"What is it that you want from me?" He asked handing the papers over to one of his associates.

"I want you to cut him loose. Let him know that he is no longer under your protection."

"And then?"

"And then you leave him to me."

"You want to kill him yourself? Is that it?" He asked with a smirk.

"No. Something that he will consider much worse than death."

"Okay. Say that we choose not to kill him. What if he speaks to the police about our activities?"

"Well you can always get to him, i'm sure. And you seem to come off as an incredibly intelligent man. I doubt that Stamp knows very much about your business and it's workings." I doubted that last part very much. Stamp was very meticulous and probably knew quite a bit. For my plan to work, I needed Vasily to believe otherwise.

"Even if that were the case. We couldn't let him get away with stealing from us. We would appear weak."

"What if I promised you to return every penny that he had stolen from you? Would that balance things out with your superiors?" I looked at him as he gave this some thought. He leaned back into his chair studying me.

"What is your quarrel with Derek? Is it business or is it personal?"

"Why does it matter?"

"Personal always messier. Emotions get in the way. It can lead a man to do things outside of himself."

"Well in this case it's both. Stamp has to go. That cannot happen until he no longer has your protection."

"Okay Mr Bryant, give me a day to talk with my people and we will get back to you."

"Thank you." I said as I rose to finally leave.

"You better be able to keep your promise about the money. Or else once we kill Derek, we will come after you."

"You'll get your money." I said as I turned to leave the room that began to smell of cold testosterone.

"Get me Liana." I heard Vasily yell behind me. As I was walking towards the door, the incredible brunette I had noticed earlier walked in. I couldn't help but stare at her incredible figure as she moved towards Vasily. "I need your mouth now!" I heard him order her over the sound of his zipper being pulled down. I looked back as she crawled under the table and without question took his limp cock between her sensual lips. I was quickly pulled out of the room where Alexei was waiting for me by the door.

"You gave him bad news? That's why he called for Liana. She always makes him forget bad news."

"I'm sure." I said feeling guilty but not really sure why. I allowed Alexei to lead me out of the club and towards my car. I said my goodbyes to him before entering my BMW and driving home. When I reached my apartment, I quickly showered and went to bed. Laying there I couldn't help but think about that girl. Liana. I couldn't understand what it was about her that had gripped me so powerfully.

She was beautiful. But there was something else. Something in her eyes that I had seen that had made me incapable of not wanting to see her again. I couldn't help the pang of jealousy I felt when I thought about seeing her drop to her knees to suck Vasily's cock. I tried to shut these thoughts out of my mind. I had another long day ahead of me tomorrow. I needed all the rest I could get.

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The following morning I drove to a very high class gym. It was a very private and pricey one, reserved for the Hollywood elite and those lucky enough to be near them. I parked my car across the street from the main entrance and waited patiently. At around 11 o'clock, Kara Banks walked into the building. Gary had taken some time to follow her and get her routine down. I remembered talking to her the night of Derek's party. I knew that she was tired of his way of doing things as well. I waited patiently while she went through her usual routine. A little over an hour later she made her way towards the parking structure where her car was parked.

I left my vehicle and followed her. She took the stairs up to the third floor and unlocked her car.

"Kara." I finally choose to call out to her, thinking we would be safe from many prying eyes. She turned around and looked both surprised and pleased to see me.

"Duncan, what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to talk to you." I told her as I approached her.

"About what? If you're trying to ask me out, you could have picked a less creepy place than a parking garage." I laughed. Taking the time to take a good glance at her, I couldn't help but appreciate how attractive she was. She wore a pair of tight yoga pants that made her ass look incredible. I almost forgot what I was there for while staring at her tight athletic figure.

"No, i'm not here about that today." I answered. "I'm here for business not pleasure i'm afraid." She cocked her head to the side. Trying to see me from a different angle, hoping i would look less crazy.

"What business do you need to talk to me about in a deserted parking garage Duncan?"

"The kind that I don't want to be overheard." I tossed back looking around me to make sure we were actually alone. I watched Kara as she crossed her arms, covering her impressive chest barely hidden by her black tank top.

"What's going on Duncan?"

"Your boss. I'm coming after him. I want your help." I finally told her.

"What?" She asked looking surprised. She ran a hand through her hair, and took a step away from me. Almost as though she were afraid to catch my insanity.

"Your boss is a sick, twisted bastard and he's gotten away with too much for too long. It ends now. But I need your help to do it." I told her keeping my voice even and controlled.

"Duncan, you're crazy. You can't do this. You don't know him. He's dangerous. He has people that can hurt you. Stop this." She told me clearly freaked out.

"I know. I 'm working on that. But I still need you." I told her getting closer to her. She took another step, she was now against her car with a hand on her chest, trying to catch her breath.

"Duncan! I can't. This is insane. He's my boss. He's the most powerful man in this town. If I help you! If you fail! If he finds out... oh god! please! Just leave me out of this."

"Remember the night of the party?" I asked her. She nodded while she pinched her lips together. "You told me that you had always wanted to be a part of this business, ever since you were a kid. This is not what you wanted and we both know that."

"It's not, but I don't have a choice for now. I'm paying my dues."

"You think things will just change by themselves?" I asked her, watching as she calmed down and regained her composure. The girl looking back at me now seemed very different from the one that stood before me less than a minute ago.

"No. I don't. I'm just not ready to try to get in the way of the man who practically owns this town. Duncan." She said my name, getting closer to me and grabbing my arm. "Let this go. For your own sake, just let it be."

"I can't Kara. If you don't want to help, I understand. But this is something I have to do." She stepped back from me and unlocked the door to her car.

"I won't tell him about this. Just be careful Duncan."

"You too Kara." I said as i watched her drive away. I walked back to my car disappointed but not totally surprised by the reaction from Kara. She was way closer to Stamp than some of the others I had spoken to. She would have been a great ally, but I would have to do without her.

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That evening I drove to the Avalon Hollywood on Vine street. It was a historic nightclub that was known the world over. The Beatles held their first west coast concert here in 1964. There was a long line outside. A lot of tourists and lesser known celebrities wanting to get a view of the bigger names. For the tourists, just a picture or an autograph with a celebrity would make their day and give them so much to brag about when they went home. For the lesser known celebrity, maybe being seen with someone important would give them a few minutes of infamy. I watched this crowd and hoped that some if not all would get what they had come her for tonight. I hoped the same for myself.

I walked up to the bouncer and gave him a greeting before he let me in. Now I wasn't one of the Hollywood Elite, far from it. But I did know that a few tickets for the Creed premiere could unlock quite a few doors. I had to remember to thank Michael again as I walked through the hallowed halls of this infamous venue.

The dance floor was full of hot sweaty bodies rubbing against each other. There were neon lights flashing all around the club as well as beautiful dancers strewn about all across the nightclub. There were of course some celebrities. I ran into Blake Griffin and Deandre Jordan of the L.A Clippers. Ryan Gosling and Eva Mendes were all over each other on one of the couches. I was taking in all of the activity when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and was nearly staggered by Olivia Wilde's beautiful smile. She leaned into me. For a second I thought she was trying to kiss me, only realizing this was the only way that I could hear her.

"You're Duncan right?" She shouted into my ear.

"Yeah, How are you?" I yelled right back over the pounding sound of the music.

"I saw what you did at the Emmy's. That was really something special." I was almost able to make out.

"I was just looking out for a friend." I responded.

"Well, more people should have friends like you." She kissed me on the cheek before rejoining her group. I was both flattered and surprised by the gesture. I smiled while I continued to search for what had brought me to the noisy nightclub. From where I stood I had a pretty good view of the whole space. I was pretty blown away by some of the crazy things happening in front of me. I focused in on the dance floor and saw her. I couldn't believe it had taken me this long.

Megan Fox was breathtaking. She was dancing with a few girlfriends of hers and you could tell she was having a great time. Hell I was having one just watching her. She wore a short brown leather skirt and a barely there black top. I watched her swing her hips and move to the tune of the music. I waited and was pleased to see her friends retire to the bar. I could understand. It seemed hard to keep up with Megan's energy. She was dancing by herself and decided that it was the perfect moment for me to make my move.

I made my way towards her. After what had happened with Kara, I had decided to change my approach. She spun around and caught sight of me when I was merely a few inches away. Her dark hair was flowing down her remarkable body. Her incredible blue eyes were riveting and were pulling me in close. She smiled and cocked her head, inviting me into her personal space. I was no fool and quickly stepped in. Moments later, the sexy actress was rubbing her body all over mine and I was thoroughly enjoying it.

She had her back turned to me, her sexy ass against my crotch with her arms pulled back behind my neck. She looked at me over her shoulder and shot me a smile that almost made me weak in the knees. My hands were resting on her hips, guiding them even harder against my throbbing cock. I was quickly forgetting why exactly I was there in the first place, completely caught off guard by the sensuality that she carried with almost every movement of her sexy body. She turned around and we were now face to face. Her arms were around my neck pulling me closer to her beautiful face.

"Do you want to get a drink?" She asked bringing her flawless lips right next to my ear. I simply nodded and pulled her towards one of the empty booths on the other side of the club. A waitress quickly came to take our drink order. Megan was sitting to my left and I couldn't help but look at her beautiful legs. She caught me staring and leaned back onto the seat, giving me an even better view of her legs and some of her smooth thighs.

"You're an amazing dancer." I told her leaning into her so that she could hear me. I was once again hit by her perfume.

"Thanks. It's nice to be out with someone who can keep up." From the tone in her voice I guessed she must have been talking about her ex. She and Brian Austin Green had been together for a number of years and had very recently started divorce proceedings. The waitress came back with her drink. Megan quickly took a long sip from hers. She kept her eyes trained on me as her lips pressed the straw.

"I'm Duncan." I said finally introducing myself and reaching my hand out for her. She grabbed it gently.

"I know. I saw you at the Emmy's. Congratulations by the way."

"Oh thanks. But I wasn't there to win my award."

"It's too bad you didn't get that chance."

"Yeah, hopefully that won't be my only emmy."

"I have a feeling it won't" She said smiling at me and resting her hand on my upper thigh.

With that we began a fun flirty conversation. We continued to get closer and closer on the couch until we were mere inches from each other. The club was full of activity, but all that either of us paid any attention to was each other. After we had polished off our drinks, Megan led me back onto the dance floor where we resumed dancing. This time, feeling much more comfortable and both of us having a pretty good idea where the night would end, were touching each other much more. Our hands were roaming, and the glances we were giving each other were nothing if not sexually charged.

"I'll be right back." Megan whispered into my ear, gently pressing her lips against my lobe as she pulled away. I watched her as she went to the girlfriends I had previously seen her with. She came back to find me, swaying her hips all the while. "Want to get out of here?" She asked me with a smile that was making many promises if I said yes.

"I thought you would never ask." I replied before grabbing her hand in mine and leading her out of the busy nightclub. We made our way to my car giving each other side glances. When we reached my vehicle, I opened the door for her, before she sat down she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. Our lips met and a desperate desire was hard to miss. I'm not sure from which of us it was coming from, but there was no doubt at that moment there was nothing either of us wanted more than the other.

I pushed the lovely brunette against my car leaning deeper into the kiss. I wrapped my arms around her slim athletic waist and pulled her wonderfully curvaceous body against mine. Megan's tongue softly spread my lips and quickly found it's way into my mouth. I could taste the cocktail she had on her tongue. That along with the flavor of her mouth was damn near intoxicating. I groaned into her mouth as I pressed my hard cock harder onto her thigh. I lifted my hand under the back of her shirt. I felt the warmth of her skin as her tongue continued to wrestled with mine.