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have to worry about me driving.” Norah followed Jack down the last set of stairs, evening her height with those party-goers who seemed to be having a fantastic time as they jumped up and down to the beat of the music. Jack grabbed onto her forearm before moving through the crowd, leading her to the bar. Drinks were already there waiting for them. “You lied to me, didn’t you? You said you were just helping out here but I think there is a bigger connection to this club than you let on.”
                  “You’re right.” Jack’s eyes were filled with amusement and he seemed genuinely happy that she made the connection. “James owns this place. He wanted a stable location so that people like us could feel comfortable. I don’t think many people like us will come here but it’s comforting to know that there is a place like this in the world. It doesn’t hurt to let anyone in so that we can all have a good time together plus it’s just good business to have a massive clientele.”
                  “I’m not going to ask what you mean by ‘people like us’ even though you keep mentioning it but I want you know in the back of your mind that I am curious about what you mean.” Norah tried to make it subtle how she was comparing Jack to the people around them, looking for any differences that she could discern. His cool skin was the only thing she could feel that set him apart. Even in the heat of the club, his skin was cool. There also seemed to be a twinkle in his eye that was foreign and unplaceable but drew her own eyes to look for.
     
     
                  Norah finished her fourth drink, feeling a buzz in her brain. She’d never been drunk before and the lack of focus was interesting to her. She brought her hands up to her face but couldn’t focus on the feeling of touch all that well and inside her stomach, she was giddy and happiness had filled her veins. Her thoughts still came evenly to her and she was aware that she should leave instead of continuing to drink but all she wanted to do was dance. Following a twinkle of light with her eyes, she glanced up to the VIP box she’d been sitting in earlier. Jack’s friends or family, or whatever he said they were, sat looking at her intently and it unsettled her to the point that dancing didn’t seem like a good idea after all.
                  “I think I’m going to head home.” Norah said, digging in her purse for a pen and paper so she could leave her number with him. “If you guys do some investigation and find something worth relaying, please let me know. Here, my number.” She handed it over. He took it and she waved goodbye before threading through the crowd again to make it out of the door and back onto the street before he could stop her.
                  With open air and concrete beneath her feet and not a substantial thought in her mind, Norah was lighting up, dragging the nicotine smoke into her lungs before puffing out softly. The outside air felt fantastic to her alcohol-induced, fuzzy, warm skin as she headed home. People were everywhere and she had a hard time walking past the various groups traipsing up and down Sixth Street without bumping into anyone. Her senses seemed to be muted and her arms and legs were alien and didn’t seem like they belonged to her. Norah could hear the laughter and loud chatter at an overwhelming volume. It hurt her ears as she weaved through the crowds.
                  Norah picked up her speed, trying to get off onto the side street so her ears would stop hurting. It was a relief to move into the darkness as she made her way back to the condo. When she was one street away, Norah stopped and listened to the road behind her. She had caught the faint sound of footsteps but when she turned, she saw no one. Not seeing a person didn’t convince her that someone wasn’t there. The feeling of being watched was creeping up on her and as she