He didn't miss the clueless look on Lawson's face, and chuckled. He probably was the only man in this room who hadn't heard something about him and Marcus. "Marcus Flint is the owner of the club, and a friend. He's also the man to kiss up to if you want to get in on a regular day."
He knew that Lawson could find anyone that suited his taste in this crowd. "Then, I'll let you go and see how lucky you get."