Tonight, as he did every Monday, Terry Hines was enjoying the Irish pub scene. He wasn’t actually in Ireland, but in the Old Crom Pub on Peachtree Street in Atlanta, which was as close as he could get to the real thing. At least this year. He was quietly celebrating his plan, and so far everything was clicking. Global Waters had received his FedEx earlier that day.
The owners of Old Crom had spent two million dollars creating a bar with five different sections, including an old cottage and a museum room offering a history of Irish pub culture. This was Hines’s favorite place to have a beer. It was early, and he took an empty seat at the end of the bar.
“Start you off with the regular?” the bartender asked.
“You got it, Jason,” Hines said.
It took Jason a careful minute of pouring to bu
