Employee Discount

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They were seated far away. Slightly elevated. This bar had different levels. The pool area the lowest then the dance floor then the bar then the booths up high. Like some sort of colosseum. Thats where they were, Jack in the moment after the crack and before what he saw. Imagined himself as Ceasar about to decide if this kid lives or dies. 

The crack though was just a pool stick on his leg. 

"A broken cue isn't worth shit."

"How many you guys go through?" Jack asked the waitress.

"Usually a lot during the school year." She made a face like she was thinking. "I'd say almost 3 a weekend. Its the frats honestly. They're the worst."

"In the summer?"

"He's our first one. We don't mind though. I think though now he's being watched."

She pointed and Jack followed her finger to the body guards that were outside had now shifted inward. One at the bar, another closer to the dance floor. They had all the guys possible exits covered. 

"I've seen the guy on the left take like five guys at once, and the guy on the right I heard got shot. So they are pretty bad."

"What did they do before?" Jack asked.

"Hard to say, they're not really talkers." She took another sip of beer. 

"You want another? Employee discount."
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