"God damn it.. I can't sleep.."

It was almost four-thirty in the morning. Lauren, quite simply, could not sleep.

She let out a quiet yawn as she looked around in the room, quickly telling that it was still dark outside. She knew that the best course of action would most likely be to lay back down and try to get as much sleep as humanly possible before the next grueling day of work on the construction yard. The day before, Lauren and her crew were given their first day of working on a timer, being required to get a certain amount of work done day by day, or risk being deposed and replaced as the Construction Foreman, on a project of a group of high-rise buildings in Summerlin.

According to her boss, she made the deadline! As a matter of fact, the amount of work that was done in one day, without any of the construction workers accidentally dying, was astounding to her employer. However, Lauren knew that the next day would be the same, and the more deadlines that she surpassed, the more unrealistic and strict that her future deadlines would be. It was keeping her up. It was already her second time waking up in the middle of the night. The first time that she woke up, she simply got out of bed, had a glass of water, and went back to sleep easily enough. This time, she wasn't exactly wide awake, but she wasn't tired either.

There was just simply no chance of going back to sleep this time. Lauren practically rolled out of bed and flopped down onto the floor, slipping her feet into a pair of grey slippers before she stepped out of her bedroom, heading into the living room to check the time on her wall clock.

"Four twenty-seven.. Yeah, no that's great. Just what I wanted to see. Only an hour and a few minutes before I'm supposed to wake up in the morning.", she said to herself. She let out a very heavy sigh, before she would head over to the couch against the wall, flopping down on it as she would lie down now on the couch instead, resting her head on the arm of it and closing her eyes. She knew, however, that it was all in vain. If she couldn't sleep with the hope that she still had several hours left to go, there was absolutely no way that she would sleep, with the sudden realization that she only had little more than an hour left to go.

"Fuck, door man bounced with the door fee again?" Sammy asked his club manager Tony.

Club Soul had been open in LA for awhile and good work was getting harder and harder to find. Sammy picked up the phone and called one of his associates to see if they could help out.

He picked up the phone and called the first name on his list, Lauren .

"Hey Lauren, its Sammy. I got a problem at the night club. I know its late, but I need someone to rustle up some guys and take care of a little problem going on. Can you handle it?"