It was a dark and rainy Sunday night at New York City and a young gorgeous woman, about 22 years old or so was walking along the sidewalk in formal wear. The bar door to Kacky's opened and all the men stared as she walked in, some whistling as others smirked. Two men in suits stood in a secret doorway and as she walked between the me they walked behind her. Opening the door, the woman looked around to all of the men sitting in the middle of the room talking about a map. "Ma'am," a suited man said standing up...his hair combed back as he wore dark sunglasses. "Do you have the money?" The woman asked with her arms crossed. "Debra, please...have a drink..." The man spoke in a graceful manner and snapped his fingers. A man walked over with two wine glasses and was just about to pour when Debra raised her hand at the man as if to stop him. "Im here on official business...unfortunately, please..." She said and from her bra pulled out an amulet that looked like a hand and placed it on the table in front of the leader. "Victor, the money..." Debra began and the guy only nodded and with another snap of his fingers a briefcase was brought to the table and opened up, thousands of dollars were in there all folded neatly.