“Yes, please,” Amelia echoed.
John hesitated to take Greg’s hand for a moment as he considered the offer. He had to admit the kid had done a hell of a thing confessing what really went down on the mountain, but he just couldn’t see himself sitting at a table with a man who had cost him so much. At last, he shook Greg’s hand, and said, “I’ll see how it goes. Enjoy your dinner.”
As Greg and Amelia melted back into the crowd, he heard Brad Dorfer call out to him from down the bar. He ignored the man and took the order of another who filled the hole in front of the bar.
* * *
After the Monkey closed its doors for the night, John cashed out, marked the liquor bottles, and began wiping down the bar. As he did so, he thought about meeting up with the kid. He hadn’t known what to expect if the
