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When we make it back to the car, I slide in and order Carl to take us to Red Eye. I probably shouldn’t, but my emotions are threatening to get the best of me. The only thing that seems to help is booze.
I want to help get the woman out of the situation she’s in, but I don’t know her. I’d like to think I’m a decent person, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t selfish. At this moment my only worry is Charlie. She will just have to wait.
Carl slows the car in front of the club, and I’m surprised when I look up. People aren’t lining the streets like they normally do, but I guess that’s what happens when you neglect something. The neon sign displaying the name flickers, some of the letters taking longer to come back to life than the others.
“I don’t really think this is a good idea, Lucas,” Carl says.
I drag my eyes away from the building and look at him. “You know, normally I would agree. But if I’m going to fucking die just like Teddy because people want to be reckless, I’m going to do it drunk.”
I step out of the car and slam the door. I know Julius heard me loud and clear, and that’s all I wanted. I don’t know another way to make the importance of being smart more known. Of course I feel bad for the blonde, but he can’t expect us to go in there alone, guns blazing, and not get fucking killed.
When I make it to the bouncer, he lifts the velvet rope and steps to the side. Even if we haven’t been here in a while, it’s nice to know the people here remember us. I push past him and go straight to the bar. Normally, I’d immediately go upstairs, not even bothering to stop here, but shit is different now.
I shake the thoughts away, then look to the bartender. “Whiskey on the rocks.” He nods and walks to the other side of the bar.
As I wait, I look around the place. It isn’t crowded, so I’m able to see so many things I somehow missed before. The dance floor in the center is practically bare, but the booths lining the wall are filled with partygoers sipping their drinks and bobbing their head to the music. As I study all of their different faces, I’m filled with envy.
Envy because I know no matter what, I will never be able to live a carefree life like them and actually enjoy a night out without having to watch my back because there is a target on it.
Not unless I can convince Charlie to leave once all of this is over…
I’m snapped back to reality when the bartender returns and sets my drink in front of me. “Here you go, Mr. Hale.”
I give him a nod as I take my first sip. “Keep them coming. If my glass is empty, I’m not happy.”
He nods, then steps away as I drink. Then drink some more, and then drink some more.
