Alex pulled up in front of the bar, tilting his facecap low before stepping out of his vehicle. His long strides carried him across the road to the bar’s entrance.

With his head bowed, he stepped inside, scanning the bar area for Michael. To his disappointment—and growing frustration—someone else was behind the counter.

‘Seriously? First, he’s not on any apps, and now he’s not at work?’ Alex clenched his jaw as he approached the bartender. ‘Maybe he’s doing ...