POTENTIAL THREATS

GREG:

I watched Nicholas enter a far-situated door with a gent’s sign crafted on the wall above it.

It gave me some re-touch; maybe I was overthinking.

But when I finished another glass of beer without seeing him walking back to me, I had a fresh reflex that I was neglecting the obviousness that Nicholas may have roaches in his jar.

‘You are overthinking,’ the caution came again.

To believe I gulped the previous glass way too fast, I signaled the waiter, and she brought another.

I snailed on it. I sipped it on every hour, and when I emptied it, I knew it was time I faced my doubt and acted upon my suspicions.

On a flexible walk-through, despite the alcohol intake, I found my steps to that door and before the puffy bouncers stationed on both sides.

I noticed these men minutes after Nicholas went in. I didn’t think much of them. I know nothing about local bars and their principles. They might be there for security incline.

Except they advanced to block me out, which turned out serious