"Her name is Lola. She was a showgirl here back in the day and there was no other like her."

The bartender spoke with a deep gravelly voice but soft and smooth at the same time. This was my first time in the Copacabana club. Rumours about this place were frightening. I had heard that gangsters ran it back when prohibition was in force and it was a sleep easy. Now, rumour had it that now the mob was in charge.

"Lola. Why is she in that tiered old show gown?"

"Yeah you wouldn't believe it now but she used to pack in the crowds. She hasn't taken off that dress since the day her love died. He died right there on the floor next to her feet."

The old club had lost some of its shine from back in its day but it was still the place to be on a Saturday night. This man's...