I took care not to slam the top drawer of Lester's desk in sheer frustration, scowling into the dim quiet of his office while my heart beat just a bit too fast and hard for my own good. Sneaking into the club hadn't been that hard, though. A bit of a smile for the two couples boarding their boat for an evening jaunt and acting like I was supposed to be here seemed to do the trick, though I did take care to skirt the view of the camera pointing at the end of the dock just in case. ...