Marco was right about a bar being upstairs. Spencer guessed she hadn’t seen it because this was her first time here. She was still shocked at how empty the upstairs portion of the club was. It resembled an upscale dining establishment rather than a club.

A small man manned the bar as they approached it. Spencer couldn’t help but stare at the rather large mole on the man’s chin. She was sure it was almost bigger than the man himself. Spencer fought back a laugh. She was definitely still a big kid.

Spencer felt herself zoning out as Marco ordered and waited for his drink. It wasn’t until she felt the presence of other people in the room that she snapped to attention. She glanced toward the doorway to the two men that had just entered. Spencer was sure that anyone could’ve noticed them, for they looked so out of place. They were both decked down in black designer tuxes. They somewhat reminded Spencer of the Men in Black, and she fought back another giggle.

Spencer could feel Marco tense up beside her, and she looked up at him curiously. What was his problem? He shot the two men nervous looks as his drink was slid down the bar to him. Spencer once again looked at the bartender, who had a somewhat pleased grin on his face. What for? She couldn’t tell you.

“Psssst.” Marco said as quietly as he could. “Psssst.”

Spencer frowned and glanced up at Marco. “What?” She asked in her own normal tone. Marco quickly shushed her.

“Hush woman. Are you trying to get us killed?”

Spencer’s frown remained intact. “What are you talking about?”

“These guys in here….they want to talk to me.”

This Marco cat was a weird character. Spencer would definitely have to get on Madison about this later. “So what? Go talk to them.”

Marco looked at her sharply, his tone dropping even further. “Do you not know who they are?”

“Should I?”

“They’re the fucking Davies Henchmen.” Marco quickly responded. Spencer’s face was blank and he looked at her incredulously. “Have you never heard of the Davies?”

Spencer shook her head. “Who are they?”

“They’re the most notorious….”

Before Marco could continue, a voice cleared from across the room. A deep bass rang from one of the men.