Jimmy walked to his car and checked the time. If he drove fast, he’d make it before Liam left work. As much as he didn’t want to, he had to have the conversation that should’ve taken place before laying a hand on Moira. He drove into downtown and parked down the street from the restaurant. Before getting out, he checked his reflection in the rearview mirror. He hoped he looked the same instead of like a guy who just got laid.
He walked to the restaurant’s lot and found Liam’s car. He waited, growing impatient, when restaurant employees began filing out the back door. Some gave him a look but they said nothing. Jimmy heard Liam’s voice before he saw him. Liam said good-byes and headed his way. When he saw Jimmy, there was a hitch in his step. “What are you doing here?”
“I need to talk to
