FORTY EIGHT

A shiver made itself known down her spine....and she can't decipher if it's good or bad.She kept on looking around but it's point less because the place is packed and there's many people around,even if someone is looking at her they might be staring past her.She watched as the bar man prepared their cocktails,he brought extra shots.

"We didn't order this?"Josh told him.

"It's from a client."The barman said looking at Brie."Table number 5."He slid a small piece of paper over to her,she looked at it quizzically."It's for you."He said,leaving her to stare at the paper.

"You won't know until you open it."Josh whispered next to her ear.