“DO ME A favor and hang back,” I told them when we reached Bastion’s. “I don’t want to draw any attention. If I’m lucky, nobody will recognize me, and I’ll have some time to myself.”
They both agreed, and while I entered the V.I.P. lounge first, and sat at the bar, they seated themselves at a booth farther away, but still in view.
“What’s your poison?” asked the bartender, a hot brunette who’d served me many times in the past. She tilted her head and squinted. “Ransom?”
“Yeah.”
“I almost didn’t recognize you.”
I grinned. “Part of my plan. I’m incognito tonight.”
She put her hands on the bar and nodded. “You know what? I really like this new look of yours. It makes you look more... mature.”
“Mature?” I chuckled. “Are you saying I look older? I don’t know if that’s exactly a good thin
