Not sure what was going on, DB watched bad trideo until it was time to get ready for his dinner meet. The hotel and text was disturbing, but they could wait.
He arrived at Le Pier about 30 minutes early. Sometimes it was good to scope out the location beforehand. The bar was full of waiting people. DB didn’t even bother to try and look at the dining floor, instead he went to the bar. Lucky for him, someone walked away from the counter leaving him a space. Next to a pretty woman. This was his day.
He said down and ordered his vodka drink.
“Would you like to hear a story?” A familiar voice asked.
DB froze. Bunny. But how? She was dead and her spirit was haunting him. “Sure, let’s hear this story.”
“You sell the coin. And two weeks later, your world crashes down around you.” She took a sip of her drink.
The bartender brought his drink over and left.
DB took a large swallow. “How much?”
Bunny blinked and leaned into him. “An obscene amount.”
Usually he’d enjoy a beautiful woman hanging on him, but with her? They had too much bad history for any of that.
“That’s pretty cryptic. Care to share any details?” He asked.
"Care to tell me how I died?" She replied.
DB narrowed his eyes, thinking of the last time he saw her in person, then he shook his head.
“No. That would be giving you something for nothing.”
World crashing? It sounds like she was just trying to stir up trouble. “Yea, I’ll take my chances.”
She laughed. “You don’t believe me. Fine.” She shrugged. “Give me a number.”
She shook her head. “Too easy.”
“17” He swallowed half his drink.
“The man behind you will get a call and have to leave.” She pointed towards a table a couple meters away. “The woman in green will excuse herself and not come back. The man with the red tie will order a martini. A woman in a large fur coat will demand to be seated right away. The couple three tables over, will be engaged.” She leaned in and touched his arm. “He was going to wait until dessert, but he can’t wait to ask her. The bartender will ask if you want a refill.”
Things started happening like she said it would. He plucked the small bug she had planted on him from his sleeve and tucked it in her cleavage.
He let her drone on. There was merits to keeping the coin. Course, the same could be said for selling it. It was done and gone. The bartender brought him another drink.