Drake cast his eye around the bar. It was far from the busiest in the area but that suited him and his crew. It was a large bar too. Even with one third of his crew there they were easily outnumbered by other patrons, but they’d secured an area in the middle from where they could watch anyone who approached.
While the crew around him were enjoying their drinks Drake couldn’t help but notice how often they glanced around, making certain no threats were approaching. Seeing them so on edge was putting Drake on edge.
Was that really it? He still had a bad feeling, like something was about to happen, so maybe the crew were picking up on his feelings, not the other way round.
He took a sip of his beer and tried to force himself to relax. If he could ease some of his tension then hopefull
