The Wolf of Los Angeles

[Chapter 348: Raid Successful]

Near the east side of town, the Avalon Club stood with its doors shut tight, silence reigning within. At the entrance, a security guard dozed off in the surveillance room, eyes glued to the monitors.

Inside the VIP area, Barack Bernanke and Fernando Crane rode the elevator down to the basement level.

Fernando said, "So what's your pick for tonight? After a long day, you deserve a treat."

"Let's see," Barack replied as he stepped out of the elevator into the long corridor, slowing his pace to take a look at the rooms lining both sides. Each room boasted thick, clear glass doors, revealing the contents inside.

Inside each room, either a girl or a boy was confined. The oldest girl couldn't have been more than 20, while the boys were mostly just over ten.

Following Buddy Ackerman's orders, the club was temporarily closed for Barack to gather important documents in preparation for a location change. The boss planned to purchase an island and turn it into a paradise.

Suddenly, Fernando stopped, pointing to one of the boys -- a Mexican -- through the glass door. "I'm picking him; what about you?"

Barack frowned. "Why would you go for a boy?"