Chapter 36

David and Kelvin were sitting at the same table they had sat before in Lucas club, facing each other across a nicely decorated table. There was music pulsing through the air, making it difficult to hear anything but the beat.

Each of them had a glass of wine before them with a bowl of chicken soup, the same thing they had the last time.

David wore a long sleeve shirt which he folded the sleeves to the elbows level. He was tapping his leg on the floor.

Kelvin was busy sipping on glasses of whiskey, occasionally nodding along to the rhythm of the music.

David leaned back in his chair, his eyes scanning the crowd around them. He had a relaxed expression on his face, but Kelvin could tell he was on edge. Kelvin, on the other hand, was fidgeting with the ice in his glass, his eyes fixed on David.

After a few moments of silence, Kelvin finally spoke up. " To what do I owe this treat? Why am I here?"

David took a deep breath, his eyes still scanning the crowd. He was cold, intentionally and