Shoot, the BB was filled even though we were way too late for a stylish lunch and too early for a fashionable dinner. The bar and grill was famous for its hamburgers and beers. In fact, it was so popular that patrons called for reservations weeks in advance, but who needed a reservation when Michael Allen, aka Stiff, was in the party?
The manager greeted us at the door and led us to a table in the center of the floor.
The menu consisted of burgers, beers, and nothing else. No wraps, no salads, nothing to dilute the restaurant's promise of two things—a good burger and a beer. There were more beer options on the menu than burgers. It took me forever to decide.
The discussion I was avoiding arrived before our burgers.
"Do you think the Heavenlys have anything to do with the disappearance of Jake's boys?" Stiff asked as he raised his beer.
"It's hard to imagine, isn't it?"
"Yeah, but that reflection room."
