Alec's POV

I checked the time for the millionth time, scowling. It was already an hour but Brandon was still not here. I couldn't decide if the asshole was running late or if he was simply messing with us.

Tyler is somehow more relaxed than I am. After thirty minutes of waiting for Brandon without him showing up, he left the bridge to go grab a drink at the nearest bar. There was one close by, 20 steps away from the bridge.

I honestly didn't know what to make of his weird calmness. I'm always the calm one and if there's a situation like this where Tyler is calm, it...