Chapter 28

Max resisted the urge to rip the poster from the announcement board, ball it up, and toss it into the nearest trash can…or perhaps touch a lit match to one edge. Vandalism wouldn’t help his mood. He strode angrily for the subway station. He was already irritated at having to meet his sisters at a damn bar, and now he had this to think about.

Renata and Ariana had finally guilt-tripped him into joining their monthly chick-fest at Pete’s Downtown, claiming they never saw him anymore. Max should have stuck to his guns and said no, as usual. He hated bars—too noisy, too crowded, and he didn’t drink that much. Of course, a good, stiff drink might be just what he needed at the moment.

He found the bar and looked around for his sisters, finally locating them at a back booth. “I hope you realize how much I hate these places,” he greeted them, not even trying to hide his mood.

“Somebody got out of bed on the wrong side,” Renata retorted. “Order a drink and relax for once.”