Trouble at Flight Club and beyond

Had a few days in Detroit that got blown because of a visit to the Flight Club. Stopped in at 4pm on Wednesday coming from the airport. Between 4-6:30pm got some nice dances, tipped the stage dancers nicely and had two vodka tonics. Dancer ranged from 4-8 (two 8s). And my value rating is based on my own experience described below. To the club's credit, not a watered down drink. But not a drink that made me drunk, certainly not at two over the course of 2.5 hours. Over the next hour I drink a bottle of water and meet B***** (thedirty.com/gossip/detroit/jetai-pippin/) who essentially promises me the world, very convincingly. We go upstairs for a dance to see how it goes, and it goes hot and heavy quickly but she is happy taking all the time we want there (all the while she is working hard at negotiating some heavily priced OTC). She ducks out once because her name is called for the stage, and ducks out a second time to get us drinks. Yeah, I know, big mistake letting a dancer handle my drink--while the suspicion was there, the little head was doing more of the thinking. So at this point I am not drunk at all - having been 1.5 hours since my second drink of the day. But after two sips of the drink B***** brought in, she wants to leave the club (with me) and I'm: okay. I notice once I'm out of the VIP booth (which are nice- comfortable oversized arm chair and heavy curtains affording good privacy) that I am missing a large sum of money, I ask the bouncer if I can go back in the booth and look, and I do with him and find nothing. Then the rest of the night is a TOTAL BLANK. From then 8:00pm until waking in my hotel room (which I hadn't even checked into yet) at 10:00AM the next morning (and I habitually wake at 5am!). My bags (which were in my rental car still parked at FC) are in the room and clothes are hung in the closet. The ice bucket bag is filled with empty hotel water bottle and coffee cups). I wake up in bed wearing my underwear. More money is missing (significant amount again).

I try to retrace my steps, but like I said, the 14 hours are a total blank. Brandy (check the link for pics and details) apparently drove me from Flight Club AND THEIR VALET GAVE HER MY RENTAL CAR KEYS. I guess I am lucky the only thing she took was money (it was plenty but I've had bigger losses in the market...and much bigger gains for that matter- b!+(h ) Spoke to the clerk who checked me in, remembered me (and her)- checking in at 11:20PM. Where was I/we from 8-11?? WHo knows. Have texts from her giving me a whole line of BS.

Had to get a ride out to FC to get my car. Spoke with the day manager who said I should have said something at the time the night before (but unfortunately the drug acted very quickly). Didn't seem to be bothered about giving my rental car keys to one of his dancers.