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A Fifth of Trouble Chapter One
CHAPTER ONE
He stared at the drop of golden amber liquid on the tip of his finger. It glistened in the neon glow of a beer sign behind the bar, beaded up and hiding his fingerprint underneath.
He imagined for a second he could see the twirl and swirl of the unique lines that only he owned in all the world. Fingerprints, the ultimate identifier.
“Are you going to bet?”
Jake shot a look at Amanda behind the bar.
She had one hand behind her back, a bottle of what was on his finger hidden in her grip.
“Double or nothing?” he shot her a cocky grin.
“You’re on,” she snapped back with a smile.
He put the tip of his finger on this tongue, transferring the drop onto his taste bud.
He let it roll around a minute, savoring the miniature volcano of heat on just that one section of his tongue.
It made the rest of his mouth water in anticipation.
“Dewar’s,” he announced.
Amanda pulled the hidden bottle from behind her back and showed him the label.
“I’m impressed,” she said and started to fill his glass.
