Getting Wade
By Shawn Lane
Wade Conner entered the dimly lit bar and let the heavy wooden door close behind him. For a moment, he stood in the entrance, trying to get his eyes to adjust enough to the darkness to be able to see what he came for.
Who he came for.
He’d never been in this particular bar before. McGinty’s Pub. It was one of those places that had been in the neighborhood for years, all the way back to when it was still legal to smoke in bars in California, and the slight stench of old smoke still hung in the air.
Wade wrinkled his nose. Other smells mixed there, too. He didn’t analyze the stench beyond pot and alcohol.
Shaking his head, he stepped into the main part of the old pub and searched the bar counter first. He doubted Neal Lowen would be there. Barstools weren’t r
