David and the guys all stepped into the back lounge on the bus to make their phone call. Brie was still shaken by what she'd seen in her dream and the midwife was with her, keeping an eye on her vitals. If she couldn't get her blood pressure down, Brie was going to have to go to the hospital.
The boss answered on the first ring. "How are my favorite rock star agents?" the bass voice asked
"Not so good, boss", David said. "Brie is having dreams of me dying. I need some reassurance as to what I can tell her to put her mind at ease."
The man on the other end of the line sucked in a deep breath. "We're going to double security around you guys with perimeter sweeps every quarter hour on the quarter hour."
"Is there some danger that we need to know about, Boss?" Mike asked.
The "Boss", sighed. "I'm sorry, gentlemen, but we should have told you sooner. The Establishment has pinned you four as the next targets for the assassinations. How much longer do you have on this tour?"
"Tonight is the last night", Dan said.
"Good, because when you get done tonight, all of you need to pack up and go to the secured location. Directions will be in a manila envelope on the lounge table on the bus when you get off stage. Don't dawdle. Get there and make it fast. If you don't already have you family with you, then get them."
"Yes, Boss", they all said.
"Ok, fellas, have a good show and David, do we know what it is yet?"
"No, Boss. Neither of us wants to know what it is. We have a name picked out for both sexes though."
"If there's a baby pool, I want in on it."
"Believe it boss, you'll be called", Dan said. We're not setting up the pool until right about month 8"
"Very well. I hope to hear from you all again soon."
They all just hung up.
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