Where: Bar
Who: Open
The day had been exceptionally difficult. First, a dispute with the publisher over her latest book, then a consultation on possible murder methods, and finally, another aggressive fan trying to arrange a date with her. Going to a bar and getting high was what Natalie needed most right now. Everything would have been going according to plan if it weren't for that one guy at the bar who didn't understand the word no.
Natalie quickly glanced around the bar, took three deep breaths, and moved toward a table where only one person was sitting. She risked getting a good shouting match, but this seemed like the best way to escape. "Sorry you waited so long for me. I tried to get here as quickly as I could," she said. And before the stranger could say anything, Nat stopped a waiter passing by the table. "Two double tequilas, please."
