Chapter 30 Meal For One

• Edwin
• I strode through the familiar layout of the dimly lit bar, my usual spot at the end of the counter already waiting for me. The bartender, a mustached older man named Jasper who had been working here as long as I had been dining here, glanced up as I approached and greeted me with a knowing nod.
• “Evening, Alpha Brooks,” he rumbled, already reaching for the bottle of fine whiskey I preferred. “The usual?”