Pussy Cat Lounge

By Razor Blade

An active shooter puts downtown on lockdown including the local strip club, Pussycat Lounge. When the shooter comes looking for more victims, he targets the club and holds everyone inside in his grip

• Language: English
• Publisher: Razor Blade
• Release date: Jan 11, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370784523

Razor Blade

My first book was published 20 years ago and is on this site. It is called Morning Star. My style is over the top absurd and crazy, I can't write a boring book. I have explored many types of genre's and like to explore different ideas. My favorite subjects are religious in nature and often use God, angels and Demons as characters. I don't write cookie cutter books and I don't really read all that much. I am a creator more than a consumer. I know what I like and I don't feel I need to read other's works in order to plagiarize their themes and ideas. I don't agree that you have to be a reader to be a good writer, you just need talent and good imagination.

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Pussycat Lounge

By Razor Blade

Copyright 2014 Razor Blade

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Chapter 1

Brian’s tattoo and piercing

Nine thirty in the evening, Cory managed to open the back door of the tattoo shop he was fired from earlier that day, He didn’t make a sound. Dressed in all black, he carried a .232 caliber rifle and a Glock forty millimeter pistol with three full clips, stuffed down the pockets of his cargo pants.  He was also carrying enough loose rounds in his other pockets to keep him shooting for hours.

Through the storage area in the rear, he stepped around boxes and piles of crap crammed in the back. He had worked here for over year and knew his way around. The next door was easy, it was never locked. This door lead to a long hallway with doors on both sides, with tattoo and piercing stations across from each other. His was the second from the end on the left; at least it was till this afternoon, when the owner Brian Richardson pulled him to the side and told him his services were no longer required.

That motherfucker, Cory thought to himself. He kept quiet and pushed the door open. He kept an eye out for any staff or customers that might be present and walking into the hall. He saw no one. Although the evening was the busy time, usually the halls were quiet as the tattoo artists worked on their individual clients. In a moment, he was through the door and in the hallway stepping quietly on the carpet towards his former employer’s office and tattoo station. He was an artist as well. Cory knew he would be in his office, as he was always in his office on his phone.

Fifteen feet down the hall, Cory held his Glock in both hands pointing down in the directions he is walking. He stopped in front of Brian's door and gently gave it a push. The door opened and Cory saw Brian sitting at his desk on his phone as usual. Cory’s blood began to boil as he stepped into Brian’s office and closed the door behind him. It didn’t take more than a second for Brian to take notice of his former employee standing before him, dressed in all black and aiming a gun at his face.

What are you doing Cory? Brian asked calmly.

I’m here to fuck you up, what do you think? Cory replied, gritting his teeth. His tone was subdued, but he got the point across well.

This isn’t going to accomplish anything, Brian said. Put the gun away.

Cory moved in closer and pulled up the chair that sat on