The Perfect Alibi

 

 

JD was sitting at the bar, enjoying a whiskey after a long day at the police station. This had become his favorite haunt after the office. Whenever he wanted to relax and spend some time alone, this was the place for him. It was not one of those fancy bars and restaurants with bright perfumed rooms and smart waiters. It was a good old-fashioned bar. The semi-dark room, with muted neon lighting, the smell of cigarette smoke mixed with the aroma of various liquor, the unpretentious wooden furniture, and plain walls, was more relaxing to JD than any other place.

The bartender knew him well and prepared his regular whiskey and soda as soon as he saw him enter the door. Not many people from the station came over to this bar since it was a little out of the way. As a matter of fact, not many other people, in general, came to this bar. It suited JD perfectly as he could spend some time in peace.

JD liked to spend the evenings alone, without talking to his colleagues or peopl