Ava

Ava watched Angel walk by straight to the bar. The blonde agent began to strike a conversation with the bartender as it appeared he was making drinks for her. Ava took another relaxing sip of her blue drink until she suddenly felt someone standing over her.

"Hey there," a male voice called out, causing her to jump slightly.

"Oh Jesus," Ava replied out of shock, "hey there yourself, you startled me." The agent had turned to a young man in a speedo that left little to the imagination. He was cute, definitely worked out, but definitely not someone Ava would have gone at great lengths to pursue.

"Haha, sorry about that" the man laughed, "didn't mean to frighten you. I'm Alec."

"Hi Alec," Ava replied in an annoyed tone, "I'm actually with someone that I'm waiting for." She saw the disappointment in Alec's eyes appear as she gave him the bad news.

"Ah, no worries," Alec responded in a melancholy tone, "enjoy your night and the contest." Ava gave a small smile as Alec walked into the pool behind him. Did he think I was entering in the wet t-shirt contest or just here to watch thought Ava. So far she was two for two with men suggesting she had something to do with the contest.

"Well you definitely need to sign up!" Ava heard a new voice behind her. A large bald man with sunglasses and a black shirt that bright gold "PLAYER" across the front stood on the other side of the agent. The pen in his hand already began to jot down something on the first page of a clipboard in his other hand.

"Sign up for what?" Ava asked, clearly playing dumb. While his eyes were blocked by the dark lenses, Ava could see he was surprised by her response as his mouth froze open as his eyebrows bent inward.

"Uh...the wet t-shirt contest obviously," the man answered as if she lived under a rock her entire life, "here's the waiver form." Ava scanned over the form, which surprisingly looked like like a legitimate document created by a lawyer. While reading through the "liabilities" the club was exempt from, the large man began to speak again. "Please don't take this the wrong way, but you seem like a...contender to win the whole fucking thing," suggested the man whose wandering eyes were hidden behind his sunglasses.

Ava was trained to have, and made it a point of pride, the ability to focus on the mission at hand no matter what. But even she cracked a smile knowing that her body was so desirable. Her mind wandered on having hundreds of eyes watch her half naked body and be judged on how hot she truly was. "What do I get if I win?" inquired Ava, still with a hint of hesitation in her voice.

"Well the entire contest is streamed through out the club, the winner is posted on our social media pages, free drinks the rest of the night, and you get 3,000 lei," explained the Player Club staff member, "so if money and attention is what you're looking for then this is for you." Ava looked over to Angel, who was still taking drink orders and didn't seem to be making any progress. This could be the best way to draw out Victor if Angel can't find him as a waitress.

"Alright, you sold me," Ava said after a short pause. The large man smiled from ear to ear as the woman wrote a fake name under the signature line. She handed the clipboard back to the eager man who then offered his free hand to her.

"Perfect! You're definitely going to make some noise in this contest" he celebrated. "You're also got the last spot, so we got to get you with the other girls and ready for the show." Ava took his hand and stood from her seat after downing the rest of her drink. She then followed the man around the large pool to a large curtain next to the DJ booth. Ava noticed other men with Player Club shirts were setting up a clear bridge that went over the water of the pool. As they stood in front of the curtain, the large bald man held the curtain and turned back to her.

"Last chance, no going back after this," he playfully warned through a somewhat devious looking smile. Ava had a decision to make. If she backed out then it would be all on Angel to find Victor. If she entered, Victor was more likely to notice her but this could hurt her covert undercover work.