With rumors of some creep in town, targeting intoxicated frequenters in clubs, Marcus was put on the job to go undercover and investigate.

Lights are flashing, people are drinking and dancing, hormones are lingering in extensive amounts, and Marcus feels like the awkward teenager at a house party… despite being an FBI agent of 10 years.

He pushes his way further into the club, hoping to find the rumored creep before he gets a migraine.