Rhiannon's POV

Wednesday nights weren't usually crowded. Sometimes the hipsters would come in after their bible studies down the road, but it shouldn't be too busy. A summer shower dripped tracks of raindrops down the windows.

It should have made the dimly lit bar feel cozy, but instead, it felt dismal.

Rhiannon popped the tops off a couple of beers and handed them to a man who was prattling on about the difference between lagers and IPAs to his friend. He barely ...