I rolled over and picked up the phone off the night stand. The time showed 12:43. Just after midnight. Too early for Lucy to be calling about yoga. The caller ID said, 'Anna'. I answered. “Anna, what's up.” In a tired voice she said, “I've got a problem and need a favor.” “Okay, tell me what you need.” “Remember earlier today when I told you I had a date?” “Yeah, I remember.” “Well, the date isn't working out. We're at Rusty's Raft on Dearborn, and the guy I'm with is hammered. He started drinking before he picked me up and he's been drinking all night.” “It got ugly and he got kicked out for picking a fight with the bouncer. “I think he's still outside. Waiting for me. “I don't want to be around him.
