My eyes widened, and I promptly asked, "Which bar are you at?"

"The same one on Tancy Street, where we have been before. Are you coming?" Zara asked.

"Yes," I said, hung up, and got ready to head out.

When I got into the car, I hesitated. I feared going there and worsening the situation, given that I was not sure if Lyon had punched Jack or not because of me. If it was for another reason, then my going would be useless and humiliating.

I did not expect Lyon to do anything for me after our misunderstanding at the Monroe's house.

I cooled down and decided against going.

No...