Chapter 28

• The darkly lighted bar projected a peaceful, refined ambiance as soft jazz music flowed in the background.
• Liam Artsor sat at a corner table, meticulously tapping the smooth wood with his fingertips. His friend, Kevin, reclined back in his chair, swishing about a whiskey glass and giving Liam a cheeky grin.
• Liam peered furtively around the bar, certain that nobody was seeing them. He moved in closer, his voice barely audible above a whisper.