hard-edged and catchy tunes blasting out from the jukebox, blues numbers about hard drinking times and love gained and lost.
Eve remained stunned. She tried to sort through the shock of who she was seated next to, a man both cunning and genuine. He was edginess and bravado, sincerity and warmth. He scared her, an oasis concealing a venomous Rio Grande rattlesnake.
The rest of the men bragged. They boasted about being lawyers, offices about two blocks to the west, specialty criminal law. Suddenly, their