Chapter 5
On Tuesday evening, Brad met Enzo for a drink.
“It’s nice here,” said Brad. “I only found it a week or so ago.”
Enzo nodded and cast his eye around the compact, intimate bar. It was only just beginning to get busy, with the back tables and booths filling up first. The lighting was dim and the music, unobtrusive. Sade, a blast from the past, was playing; her silky smooth vocals and jazzy sounds perfect for such a place.
“Yeah, it’s alright,” said Enzo. “s**t music.”
Brad drank his beer, then replaced the glass on the table. “How’s work? Settled in?”
A small crease appeared between Enzo’s brows. “We aren’t gonna talk about work, are we?”
Brad shook his head. “Don’t have to. No. Just…breaking the ice.”
“You got a boyfriend?”
“Er, no, I don’t. Single and available.”
Enzo no
