THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW

TIME FOR PAYBACK

A man with a barrel kind of a chest jerked the iron gate open, popped his head out glared at the waiter, and the naive-looking man beside him, and then asked in an intimidating voice, "Who the hell is this?"

"Em... This is my childhood friend, and he just came from overseas. I want him to enjoy himself before going back," the waiter mumbled, stepped toward the touch-looking guard and said in a whisper, "I had bragged that Orange County is the home of pleasure and sexual gratification. Kindly, treat him to the fullest."

"Oh... Sure, Kitty. Let him come in -. But did you tell him that it will cost him ten thousand dollars?"

"He is rich and can afford more than that." The waiter let out. He nodded with contentment, took some steps back hovered closer to Andrew's ear, and then said in a whisper, "Don't forget to grease my palm before you go."

Andrew stepped into a dimly lit corridor and hurried after his guard. They reached the entrance of a large hall and stepped into a well-furnished