169 Pickled Liver

"How many beers do you think we need this time?" Andrea asked, as they pulled up outside The Pig and Whistle.

"I'm going to say none," said Kyle as he climbed out of the car. "The one thing he likes better than drinks is information, and we have plenty of that to share with him."

"So he was joking when he said he'd shoot you if you showed up without a drink for him?"

Kyle paused in thought. "...Okay, one drink. Just to be sure."

After picking up an appropriate offering from the bar, they headed to Cohen's booth. It was nearing the end of the work day, so the atmosphere was a little livelier than Andrea's previous visits. There were all of six patrons in the dimly lit bar.