CHAPTER TWENTY
Tom followed Alex outside and in the bar through the back door near the kitchen. He wondered who they were avoiding. He began to wonder if this was a setup. He glanced over his shoulder in the direction they had come.
Alex stopped, “trust me.”
For some reason, he did. He nodded.
Alex led him to a booth in the far corner of the room. He most likely wouldn’t have even noticed it was there if she hadn’t walked right up to it.
“Drink?”
“Sure,”
“Same as before?”
“Yeah, that works.”
Alex raised her hand and a waitress appeared.
“Your employees must have a lot of respect for you,”
“I don’t know about that, I hope so, but the truth is they are all just good employees.”
Drinks were delivered shortly.
Alex waited for him to taste his whisky.
“So, obviously you found Magg
