The Drink Selection

by N.S. Shankar
“Frowning without any evident emotion, she wipes the barrel of the gun on his shirt And sets down her wine glass next to his arm, liquid still remaining.” “He might as well take his last stroll. Murder is not uncommon, for this is the business of the Whiskey Express.” “It’s a fog similar to cigarette smoke. A stench similar to alcohol. A taste similar to poison.” Welcome to the bar, I do hope you enjoy the ambiance. It will have everything from the welcomes till closing time. So, set your affairs in order, take a seat, play the game, and wait around long enough to see whether you might emerge victorious. The ice cubes like dice. The glass is their game board. Now, roll.
ISBN: 978-1-64543-046-9