Rise of the Death Walkers (The Circle of Heritage Saga) by Lawrence Nason Jr

Author:Lawrence Nason Jr. [Nason, Lawrence Jr.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Lawrence Nason Jr.
Published: 2013-03-13T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18 - Night on the Town

We pulled up to the club around twenty-one hundred and parked a couple of streets behind it. Even though we parked so far away from the club, we could still hear the music clearly. Heavy vibrations from the bass in the club could be felt in the stone of the street. Irma took my hand and led me down the street to the entrance of the club. When we pulled the door open the concussion from the blast of sound that assaulted us was almost enough to knock us off our feet.

Irma had asked me to stop at the apartment building where she stayed with her parents and wait while she went in to change. I had sat in the car thinking while I waited. When she came out she was wearing a white short sleeved blouse and light blue skirt that reached about halfway down her thighs. I noticed she was carrying a yellow book about the size of a jumbo sized desk calculator.

I did not comment on that until we were in the club and seated at a table as far away from the dance floor as possible, near the front of the club and the bar. The bar itself was impressive. It was in an "L" form and wrapped around the wall along one side of the club ending at the DJ's booth which looked out over the dance floor. I could see the sea of people milling around and talking in loud voices to be heard over the music. It gave me the feeling of sardine stuffed into a six ounce can that already had fifteen ounces of sardines in it.

I let Irma sit down first and slid in next to her. She pulled out the book and flopped it on the table. Leaning over to me she said in a loud voice. "English/German Dictionary. I thought this could help us out tonight."

I nodded to her and shouted back. "That's if you can hear yourself think in this place." She flashed a grin at me and turned to the waitress who had come to our table. After she ordered what sounded to me to be a coke or cola as she said it she asked me. "Do you want a beer or something?"

"I will take a coke. " The waitress looked like she was sizing me up like a side of beef and turned away to go back to the bar to get our orders. I took a look around the club at the crowd and noticed spatters of English conversation floating back to me. The place was obviously popular with the locale soldiers and young people alike.

Irma tapped me on the shoulder and asked. "What do you think?"

"It's loud for one thing and I can't quite place some of the music they are playing." The beat of the music was definitely something you could dance to but it had an unfamiliar sound to it. There seemed to me a mixture of instrumental and electronic music intertwined.

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