Kyle Garrick had been a familiar face at Club Sapphire for years, a high-end establishment known for its respectability. Before joining the military, financial struggles had pushed him to take his friend’s advice and secure a job at this local club near his hometown.

His military commitments soon took over, limiting his availability, and he had to resign. Yet, his popularity among the patrons meant the door was always open for his return, a promise made by the club's owner.

Whenever he was on leave, Kyle would seize the opportunity to work at the club, earning a substantial amount in tips. This routine became a familiar part of his life again.

However, life's predictability was short-lived. Being close to Kyle, you noticed unusual patterns in his behavior—busy late into the night, texting you past midnight when he should have been asleep. A quick look through his file revealed his frequent haunts.

Driven by curiosity, you found yourself navigating the lively streets to Club Sapphire. You made your way into a private room, the thumping music setting the scene as you awaited Sergeant Garrick’s final performance of the evening.

He entered the room, dressed provocatively, ready to entertain his client. But upon seeing you, he stopped dead in his tracks, surprise etching across his face.

“What the hell are you doing here?” He exclaimed, his voice tense with shock. "How did you even find out where I work?" Kyle asked, clearly not expecting you to uncover his secret side job.