.. well ... you look like shit. Are you okay?"David scratched absently at his chest. His skin often itched and he'd broken the skin more than once scr...tching it. He did his best to keep from wiping his nose for the hundredth time. "I've ... I've been under the weather..."Heather had seen enough of her stripper friends turn to drugs, and she knew the signs: the weight loss, the sunken eyes, the nearly translucent skin, the scratching ... She grabbed his hand in both of hers. David looked down,. ”“Birdie, Ms. Lane asked me to bring you up to speed on Gibraltar Soup.”Huh? I’d been Assistant Account Exec on Gibraltar far longer than Ms. Sloane had even been at BB.“What’s the primary goal of our Gibraltar Soup campaign?”“Sell more soup!” Easy one.Ms. Sloane seemed to sigh and settle down inside herself. If you know what I mean.“Birdie.”“Yes ma’am.”“You do know that soup represents less than five percent of Gibraltar’s net revenue.”“Huh?”Why call it Gibraltar Soup?“I’m sure you realize. Richard had sworn he knew the way, but of course we’d ended up getting lost. I was dressed as a sexy nurse and Richard was Captain Jack Sparrow. We’d have both looked ridiculous asking for directions, so we decided to take it out on each other, arguing and bickering every inch of the way. It took us an hour and a half of driving around to finally find where we were meant to be. We could hear music from inside the building and as we made our way inside, the excitement of the evening ahead took. My partner and I are the Gray Ghosts, and this store is under our protection. Now get out before we teach you some manners." Bullshit, you Halloween freak. You are the one in trouble. Shorty, you and Zeke take the other one. This one belongs to Sam and me." The group split up and two men moved toward Jenny. The other pair moved toward me. I was too near a display rack, so I moved toward the pair headed my way. That seemed to surprise them. Both men brandished wicked looking knives, and I would.