ELLIE PRATT<br/><br/>(http://pics.livejournal.com/wondergirlsmn/pic/000ekax6)<br/><br/><br/>No one seemed to have heard of Tommy Pratt, or "Spider." She could tell that some of them were drug addicts, but they must have bought from a different source...or they were too high to remember or care who sold to them. She held a glass of red wine as she perused the club and sipped slowly. She was very susceptible to alcohol, and a country girl in this area of a city was bound to get into trouble if she was drunk. Still, being in the bar and not drinking would probably make her stand out even more. She sighed and sat at a table near the back to watch. There were scantily clad women, handsome men, and jerks of all sorts. This was not her kind of place. Still, she had to find out...for her brother.<br/><br/>After a while, she was about ready to leave when one of the waiters stopped her.<br/><br/><em>"Hey, you were looking for information about a dealer?"</em><br/><br/>She swallowed and nodded.<br/><br/>"Yeah, Tommy Pra-"<br/><br/><em>"Whatever. I just wanted to let you know that the man who just came out of the VIP area would be one of the people to ask. Although I'd be careful, as the wrong questions are sure to get you in trouble. They call him Masterarm."</em><br/><br/>She looked at him strangely as he ogled her chest before walking away. Turning, she saw the man he was talking about. He seemed to be of Spanish or Italian heritage, and he was startlingly attractive. He carried power like an aura, and his confidence went into the arrogance category. She wasn't scared, but she didn't want to get into a mess with a dealer...or whoever he was.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, she held the picture in her slender fingers and made her way through the crowd to "Masterarm." Flipping her red curls over her shoulders, she smiled and stood in front of him.<br/><br/>"Hi. I'm Ellie Pratt, and I was told you could help me."