It was almost midnight, and while business hadn’t been hopping, it had been enough to keep the place open. He checked with each of the three people sitting at the bar, a local who was in here often, Wally, a charter member of the Souls, and a stranger, and made sure they were happy, then started cleaning up behind the bar, getting things ready for closing. The door opened. Ruger looked over and found it was Chris coming through the door, still wearing scrubs. He nodded at the other man, but didn’t stop what he was doing as he waited to see what Chris would do. Chris came to the bar and sat down. Ruger noticed he’d chosen a stool away from any of the other patrons, even Wally. Ruger finished with the glass he was washing and set it aside before drying his hands and heading for the medical m
