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sealie“That doesn't excuse him threatening you.” Jim gave the perp a shake. “Looks like the lady's giving you a break, pal. Why don't you walk it off?”
Blair stood near, looking ready to assist. They had the attention of all the bar's patrons. The barmaid twisted a thick towel in her hands as she watched.
“Alright, jus' turn me free, dammit.”
Jim stepped back, ready to move in quick if he needed to. With a wave at Blair to make the kid back away should the drunk prove even more stupid than Jim already believed, they waited. The man tossed a few crumpled bills into the bar and left.
“Thank you,” the barmaid said with a sigh. “He's really a nice man. He's just upset, isn't he now?”
Her accent was as charming as her face and Jim couldn't help but smile back. The bar's occupants returned to their own business, the drama curtain closed.
“Jim Ellison,” Jim said, sticking out a hand. “This is my friend, Blair Sandburg.”
“From the States?” She shook his hand, then took Blair's. “On holiday?”
Blair stood near, looking ready to assist. They had the attention of all the bar's patrons. The barmaid twisted a thick towel in her hands as she watched.
“Alright, jus' turn me free, dammit.”
Jim stepped back, ready to move in quick if he needed to. With a wave at Blair to make the kid back away should the drunk prove even more stupid than Jim already believed, they waited. The man tossed a few crumpled bills into the bar and left.
“Thank you,” the barmaid said with a sigh. “He's really a nice man. He's just upset, isn't he now?”
Her accent was as charming as her face and Jim couldn't help but smile back. The bar's occupants returned to their own business, the drama curtain closed.
“Jim Ellison,” Jim said, sticking out a hand. “This is my friend, Blair Sandburg.”
“From the States?” She shook his hand, then took Blair's. “On holiday?”
