Kevin stepped into the Alibi Room bar, immediately being greeted with waves and nods from the regulars. He returned the greeting with a soft grin and a few familiar words. Laughter slipped from his lips as he grabbed a cream white towel and slung it over his shoulder, walking behind the counter.

Reaching for a glass, he grabbed a glass and a beer bottle from beneath the counter. With a practiced flick, Kevin popped the cap off the bottle and poured a generous amount of amber liquor into the glass.

“So—how’s everyone doing?”

He asked curiously, his voice easy as he glanced around the room and lifted the glass to his lips, taking a long, steady gulp.