Normally, Montana arrived by about nine o’clock, just an hour after Autumn came on shift. He would show up at nine and he’d leave around twelve or one. It was a nice routine. She’d gotten used to it.

But it was ten thirty and he hadn’t shown up yet.

There were other people down the bar, other regulars that she could talk to. She didn’t know any of their names, but some of them looked depressed. She could handle them complaining, probably. And, given the outfit she ...