She walked in and stuck out like a sore thumb. She was a diamond among the coal and no one would argue that fact. She should be getting all the attention then, from the grizzled old biker with only two real teeth. From the gang member who wanted his next score of meth...they should be all over her.<br/><br/>...but they weren't.<br/><br/>She was like so many others that come here. Thinking they are getting away from daddy but really being tracked. Trying to have a night of naughty fun while slumming it. Sometimes a biker would get lucky, but it was never worth the trouble it caused...and most would end up floating face down in the river.<br/><br/>No one seemed to be paying attention to her...save for one raven haired loner who perked up just at touch. She was out of place here, but something more drew him to her. He couldn't even place a finger on it and just as he was about to stand and walk across the bar to talk to her...right behind her someone else entered..<br/><br/>...he was a massive hulk of a man. Nearly eight feet tall and enough muscle to make ten regular men or so it seemed. His skin was olive and his entire face was B.A.L.D bald....no hair, no goatee no eyebrows...bald. Luther's attention was on him instantly...so was the bartenders. Fear flashed across his face before he forced a smile.<br/><br/>“Well hey Bruce...y...your usual.”<br/><br/>The massive man would only grunt and sit next to the woman who had just walked in, pushing her off her stool nearly with his bulk. The bartender got him ten beers and just opened them all up setting them on the bar top in front of him. The massive pig started pounding them like they were water.