Chapter 34

The area was dark, but the voices floating through the air, over Bob Seger coming from the speakers, told Noah the place was crowded. He made his way over to the bar, found a vacant area against the side wall, and took a stool.

The bartender came over, a smile on his face. “Hi. What would you like?”

“A cola with a little ice, please.”

“You got it. Would you like a menu?”

Noah only debated for a second. Something about being in Mason’s town had his stomach doing funny things—not in a good way. “I’ll pass. Thanks.”

“Be right back with your soda.”