The taller man stabbed the dagger into the table. "Now you we're talking payment?"
Johanna slid her wallet across the table wanting to be free of this experience. "That's all I have."
"I told you I don't want money. I have no use for it."
"Well what do you want?" She asked pulling her jacket close.
He let out a dark chuckle. "I wouldn't dare have sex with that thing you call a body. I don't want sex or money." He paused smirking. "You're going to have a son and he'll be born on Halloween. When that boy turns sixteen, I will come for him."
Johanna gasped, the news excited her but knowing she'd have to give it all up struck her with fear. "What use would you have for my son."
"He'll be my payment."