22
Channing
My phone buzzed on my desk.
Heather: Have to close tonight. Suspended Suki.
Well, s**t.
Me: I’ll come there when I’m done.
It was a quick response.
Heather: TY
Friday night at my bar was busy. Our regulars usually came during the day and on weekday evenings, but the weekends were a different matter. Or they had been lately. A lot of younger customers were starting to travel over from nearby colleges.
We’d moved the karaoke night to Fridays, which meant it was nuts out there.
Scratch was in heaven, but I didn’t understand his and Heather’s addiction to chaos.
I liked disappearing to the warehouse with my crew, my girl in my arms, my sister and her crew with us, and a good whiskey next to me. That’s what made me content.
Though all the customers out there meant money.
