Ryu set the empty flute down, smacking his lips. He slipped his fingers between a few of the remaining full glasses abandoned by their waitress. A quick glance around the room found Eddy nowhere to be seen. Doesn’t even say goodbye. Typical. No doubt when the smoke cleared he vacated the premises and was now throwing himself into work. It wasn’t healthy, and Kardiac knew it, but of course there was no talking to that man. Shaking his head, Ryu started weaving his way back through toward the woman with the tight jet black bun.
“Can you believe that, Kaye?” He held three of the bubbling flutes forward. Both ladies took one. “I take a bullet and still get left out of the grandstanding. And by my own special lady friend.”
“You’re an urban legend, love,” she smiled, raising her glass slightly ...Read More