Demi stared down at the report in her hand as she stood in the hallway of the 1,000th floor: the paper itself was black - a trademark of ZeroSum, as all of their stationary was on such paper, and had ZeroSum's watermark that showed gold through it. She read the cover sheet and then flipped through several of the pieces of paper. Every so often she would stop to read something in particular, while at other points she would skip right over several pages.
One on particular page a thoughtful expression came upon her face as she read. There was a bartender who sometimes worked as a bouncer named Ka'lara who had been working there for years. The girl was very good at her job, and she had impressed a lot of people. A lot of the patrons usually only showed up on the nights that she was working. The girl was reliable, and never called off. She sounded like the perfect employee: someone who should be given some sort of promotion, or some sort of compensation: she would have to figure something out, maybe ask around and see if anyone had any ideas.
Several more pages were flipped before Demi stopped again. Only this time instead of a thoughtful expression on her face a frown took it's place - what she was reading wasn't making her very happy and the vein in her temple began to throb as her anger rose. The report spoke of one of the girls who worked as a waitress at the bar who had disappeared. The cops had come around looking for next of kin because the girl had been found dead several nights after she was reported missing. The report that her lead bouncer had made said that he thought it was someone close to her because she often showed up looking like she had got into a fight. Demi was going to do her own investigating and solve this herself - without the police's help.
Several more pages were flipped and she came along the usual updates of what was going on in her club: someone was slinging drugs which had led to several over-doses on the property, several fights had broken out, and several individuals had been out-right banned from the club.
Demi had been away from the club long enough. When they had returned from the ninja world she had been reverted back to a child and she had enjoyed getting a chance to be little again. However, it was time to step back into her big-girl shoes and get back to work. Her club was popular and she wasn't going to let it go to the dogs. Concentrating on herself Demi forced herself to age until she looked about eighteen years old. Her clothing would grow with her - white trench coat, black fingerless gloves, black tank top underneath, black pants, combat boots. "Time to get back to work I guess..."
