Callan 

I bumped my glass and almost knocked it sideways, good thing, I caught it. I wanted every drop, I tipped the glass with my head back to have the remains of my drink but it was already empty.

“More,” I snapped my fingers at the man behind the bar. I didn't go to any of my bar this time because nobody knows how to mind their fucking business. I shouldn't be out in a place I don't know well when a gang and Blank Knight mafia want my head on a platter. But I just don't give a fuck right now, I needed to have a drink I needed...