You killed The Wrong Woman

DRAKE

I didn't have to turn around to see who it was when the brothel door slammed open.

I was angry that they had to disturb my peace tonight.

God-damned it.

I have plans for tonight.

I knew already from the heavy well-known footsteps that Kray and his friends had arrived. I stared at the amber liquid swirling softly in the half-empty glass before me. I knew I couldn't stay away from them because I needed to have first hand information on what had happened because ...