"Have you spoken to Carter this week?" Elizabeth was perched on the bar, sipping her craft beer.

There were only a couple of people left, the majority left for the holidays, while the rest worked several shifts in a row.

"Try 'this month,’ and the answer will still remain negative." Selene sighed into her drink, regretting her previous decision to go light on whiskey.

"D*mn," Liz shook her head, clearly frustrated. "Me neither. He's being an idiot. ...