<em><strong>"Your presence is requested. Lack of attendance will be detrimental to your health. Either come or face the consequences, whatever they may be. Make your decision Wisely." </strong></em><br/><br/>Gabby closes the note and stares at the front of the club. She shivers a bit, thinking it's an odd place for a club to be. Here in a dark alley way. A bad feeling was forming low in her gut.<em>Please Lord, keep me safe..</em>She prayed as she crossed herself and stepped up to the man at the door.<br/><br/>She was dressed casually in her favorite jeans, which hung low on her hips fit her petite frame snugly in all the right places. The pink tank top hung to right below her belly button, accentuating her flat tummy. Her long blond hair hung freely down around her shoulders.  She looked at the  man guarding the door. "Hi..I received this note saying that I should meet someone here..." she tells him, her blue eyes staring at him with confusion. "Do you know what it could be about or who it is from?" She handed him the note.<br/><br/>The guard looks at the note, recognizing the signature of the Prince and tucked it into his pocket. He then takes her wrist and attaches a bracelet around it. "What's this?" she asks, curiously. He smiles at her and lies, telling her, "It's to show that you are under 21."  Gabby nods and steps into the club as he opens the door for her. Once again, praying that she will remain safe.<br/>