Shattered Control

Chapter 98: Out In A Bar

Donovan's POV

The bar was called Pinnacle, which was either ironic or the universe being lazy about its symbolism.

It was the kind of place I'd been coming to since my late twenties—not the loud bars that played obscene music and terrible cocktails, but the quieter variety, wood and low light and bartenders who learned your name after the second visit and didn't ask questi