Chapter 35

Until one of the guys involved moved to where Noah could spot him. Noah did a double take. And before his brain could fully comprehend what he saw, he was up, out of his seat, darting across the room. Fuck. The voice, now shouting through the bar, caused him to quicken his pace.

He made it over to the group as Mason ducked out of the way of flying fists.

The bartender shouted, “Security is on the way,” but no one paid him any attention.

Not giving it any thought, Noah stepped in the middle, putting himself in between Mason and the three guys it seemed he picked a fight with. “I don’t know what the fuck is going on here, but you better step back. Security is coming.”

The biggest guy in the group stomped forward, stepping into Noah’s space, and said, “Think you need to move on, guy. This ain’t got nothing to do with you.”

Not backing down, Noah replied, “See, that’s where you’re wrong. This guy here’s my friend, which makes this my problem.”