But of all of them, this had to be the riskiest. Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating, Bea thought, as she looked around at the crowded club. She had to admit she’d never really been to a place like this. It was very fashionable, the kind of place that had the cool kids all over it. It was housed in some kind of old music hall, with multi level floors – all in use. The entertainment available was elaborate to say the least. The art, music, not to talk of food and drink were all maneuvered in some kind of steampunk-inspired way. Right then, Bea was in the restaurant section, flanked by her clients. Yes, her clients. And the two most handsome men she’d ever met in her life. * It was something that had started out as a favor. Bea worked as an assistant in a huge software firm, the biggest in the city. The money was good, but she’d never say no to a higher pay grade. She’d taken Lisa in as a flat mate soon after she’d moved into the large top floor studio apartment in town. It had been great to share the weight of the rent, and having another female in the place wasn’t bad either.
