The night was settling over the small town, casting long shadows across the empty streets. Alex was leaning against the counter of his auto repair shop, his sharp grey eyes scanning the dusty interior. The day had been long, filled with the usual tasks of fixing engines and replacing tires, but now the shop was quiet, just like he liked it. Perfect timing to go home and have a drink, he thought.

As he reached for a rag to wipe his grease-stained hands, the bell above the door chimed, signaling the arrival of a customer. Alex glanced up, his expression impassive as he took in the figure standing in the doorway.

"Problem with your car?" Alex's voice was gruff, tinged with a hint of irritation. He had little patience for unexpected visitors, especially at this hour.