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*Strip Club*thease Area Queens*

Omar and Billy arrive at the swallow-dancing club*The man mentioned by Thea. Arriving there, Omar and Billy were treated to the sight of women from their twenties to middle-aged who were screaming hysterically at the men with full-bodied belly boxes swirling on stage.

"You're OZ, don't tell Thea to come. Can rampage his papa" said Billy as he followed Omar walking toward the bar bartender.

"hey are. Oom Adrian can go berserk and we-we in New York got the sap." Omar then nodded towards the bartender. "Hi."

"If you want to register as a dancer, go straight to the back. Arab man and Mr. America are much liked girls..."

"Sorry, we don't want to apply to be dancers. We want to find information about someone." Omar pulled out his phone and showed me a photo of Salsabila Melker.

"It... Okey... " The bartender gave the code to Omar and Billy to slightly corner the corner of the bar table. "Lace, I have business with both of them" the bartender told his colleague. "Please handle it !"

"New boy still shy?" the man named Lace.

"Yeah." The bartender immediately took Omar and Billy into the wine cellar and closed it. The man spoke with a slight whisper. "The area here is no eavesdropper because it damages the wine cellar's temperature regulation system. Okay, she's the murdered woman, right? You're who? NYPD?"

"FAI. We were just curious about Salsabila Melker" Omar replied.

"Sasha, commonly known here came around six months ago."

"Only?" ask Billy.

"Alone and before long Jovan Malkovich came. I'm sure the FBI knows who he is" the bartender said.

"What does Salsabila have to do with Jovan?" ask Omar.

"First I didn't pay much attention because to me all the women who come here are the same and I don't want any commotion in my club. But they both speak a language that I don't know but looks like Russian."

"Srpski or Serbian. Isn't Hugo and Salsabila of Serbian descent?" chirps Billy Boyd.

"Maybe, because I don't understand either" the bartender replied. "Then after that they began to meet here regularly at least once a week and went straight to the back room that I provided for the dancers and women to connect with..."

"We're not part of the decency. We're just looking for the red thread. Is your club financed by the Gypsy Mafia?" ask Omar.

"Forced because I was in recession financial trouble and they offered loans but on condition that they could come at any time and everything was bugged because they didn't want any law enforcement coming in here" answer the bartender.

"OKAY. I'm sure you'd mind giving me the CCTV footage." Omar stared intently at the bartender.

"Yes ... But. Give me your email address and there'll probably be something I can help you with."

Billy provided an email address outside the FBI so as not to arouse suspicion.

"You want to get out of this mafia, right?" billy's Smile.

"As a matter of fact... Yes. And I'm so grateful for that." The bartender took me out. "We've been here ten minutes. Please make it look like I'm checking your bodies."

Omar and Billy pulled out their shirts as if they had been checked and came out of the wine cellar.

"Everything is a fine Boss?" ask Lace.

"Everything is fine (all is fine). They don't have six boxes, only one box" the bartender chuckled.

"Too bad boys. Only men have six boxes" Lace said, showing off her perfectly plaid belly.

"Yeah, we're not exercising enough" Omar replied a little disappointed.

"Thanks Boss for the chance. We'll try another club" smiled Billy who then came out with Omar from that club.

"Honey yes boss, even though their faces support" said Lace.

"Yup."

***

Boston Massachusetts

Apsarini sits on a balcony chair while enjoying views of Boston. The girl thought a lot about what she was talking about together with Shane. It's been a while but it feels like just yesterday he had to face all his family members to apologize for his attitude that made everyone uncomfortable.

Apsarini again recalls Shane's remarks and he justifies the man. Whether I can bear it if for example I insist on marrying Krishna and gathering family events, my husband looks at my brother constantly... Apsarini covered her face with both hands.

His phone rang and Apsarini picked it up.

"Hello Shane..."

"Hello Sari's. Are you okay?" ask Shane concern.

"Why?" ask Apsarini.

"You didn't seem excited at lunch" Shane replied.

"I just have a lot of thoughts."

"Sari, what about yesterday's talk ? Look, honey, I'm asking you to talk like that 'cause I know you've been a freak, haven't you?"

"How do you know Shane?"

"Sari, you think you can lie to a lot of people but I know when I see you the real one at Bayu's party. Sari, let it go... Okay." okay."

Apsarini. "Why am I not as strong as my brothers... I ..."

"No Sari, you're strong. Belive me (believe me ), you are strong."

"Thanks Shane's... I wish I was strong..."

"You are strong Sari. Very Strong's."

Apsarini rubbed her watery nose. "Thank you Shane."

"If you need a friend, you can call me. Okay. Just let it go. There are still a lot of good men out there."

***

The Office of Blair and Blair Advocate Manhattan New York

Thea was preparing the opening remarks for another case hearing when Omar Zidane and Billy Boyd came to her room.

"Bang Omar ? Billy Bang ??" greet Thea.

Omar shut the door to Thea's study and the two FBI agents sat down at the young lawyer's desk.

"Busy?" ask Billy to Thea.

"Just make a pre-opening for the previous case hearing. How's bang?"

"We've been to the club and indeed Salsabila did meet Jovan Malkovich there since six months ago. Unfortunately they speak Srpski, Serbian which bartenders also don't understand" Omar replied.

"Hugo Melker is of Serbian descent, as is Salsabila. Is Jovan Malkovich also ...?" Thea looked at her sister-in-law and her partner.

"Jovan Malkovich is the son of the Serbian Gypsy Mafia leader. He could not be arrested by the United States government for obtaining diplomatic immunity from the Serbian government in exchange for the return of assets belonging to the Malkovich family to the Serbian government" Omar said.

"Damn it ! Are they cheating on you?" ask Thea.

"According to the club's owners, they used the rooms reserved for their customers and dancers" Billy replied.

Thea put down her pen and looked at the two FBI agents. "What happened actually bang? Why was Salsabila killed?"

Omar and Billy looked at each other. "We don't know yet..."

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