"Anita, Do you believe in coincidences?"
Anita raised an eyebrow to that question. It was surprising and caught her off guard, but Dusk seemed to be getting at something. She slumped back into her seat and exhaled. "No such thing. There is always a reason for something." Anita didn't believe herself to be religious or felt as if destiny was a real force. No, to her every horrible event that happened to her was meant to happen. Maybe it was money, power or just humans being humans. "I'm guessing there is a really good reason we should be worried about Lozano and that little napkin you're playing with?"
Dusk's body language set off some of Anita's alarm bells. She downed another glass as if it was her last. "Maybe its this club or just a bad night, but I think we might have a good time tonight."