Bab 972: Chapter 35 : Blow-Ups and Bombshells

*Lucas*

Ian dropped me off at Nostalgia, which I thought was as good a place as any to start looking for Sasha. It irked me that she was still gone. It irked me that I couldn’t reach her at her dorm. It irked me… well, Sasha just irked me in general, and not always in a bad way.

What I should have done was left Ian with the women and driven myself, or had Brady drive, to the seedy bar where we’d met Crispin. But, hindsight was twenty-twenty and, at the time, I’d thought we’d need the numbers if something went wrong.

My eyes swept the sidewalk outside of Nostalgia, but, not seeing Sasha at any end of the street, I decided to go inside.

The atmosphere was the same, and a thousand times better than the bar I’d recently left. It was still old-timey but in a cultivated way, not in a well-we-just-decided-to-never-make-repairs way.