Like the good old days, the duo had cruised together on Gallagher’s bike. The journey was silent as none wanted to put their Egos aside to even cough. They were all too furious to Compromise their standards. soon they were at tavern and old lovers sat over a desk, with nothing but their pride standing between the both of them. " What's it that you have to tell me that couldn't be said on the road or in the cottage of that old debtor." He said and placed his fist on the glossy veneer of his table.

" Good. Listen very carefully to what I have to tell you." She...