Cole found Julien sitting at the bar, nursing a beer. Nearby the band played on, the trumpet player warbling out a fantastic solo.
Julien motioned at the busy bartender. "I don't want to get drunk alone." He drew a staggered breath. "I danced with the dragon today and lived."
Cole smiled in spite of the situation. "Jacob McMaster. I saw him too. Man might be old but he's still scary as hell when he puts his mind to it."
"I've always been told to respect my elders. I can only hope to be half as intimidating when I reach his age. He won't fire us until after the reopening tomorrow." Julien tipped the long-necked bottle and drank. "That is, of course, if we don't slink off in the darkness."
Two fresh bottles of beer came from behind the counter, the bartender giving them a fast wipe with
