Declan walked into the bar and sat down at Nita's end. Every night this week he had watched her get happier when Richie failed to come home. Eventually, it would come out that he wouldn't ever come home, but he silently hoped that tonight was not that night. She was in a good mood. She was wearing a short-sleeved top with no need to cover her arms, and a slightly low cut to show off some cleavage. She would get some good tips tonight and most likely double from him. She immediately walked over to him. "The usual?" he nodded. Declan smiled at her. "You're in a good mood?" She nodded as she poured his drink and put it in front of him. "Yup, no Richie in over a week and I have already filed him as a missing person, so if they don't find anything, I can file for a divorce and be free."
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