Chapter 32

“Give me six more bottles!” Tommy Murphy ordered and the bartender, a hot female, fresh from college and serving for the little pay, hurried to fulfill his order.

Tommy Murphy grabbed a wad of cash from his wallet and dropped it into her hands after she presented his order. Using his big hands, he lifted all six bottles of beer. “Pay for the bottles and keep the change. Any of these folks try to take it, let me know. I'm in the media,”

Without waiting for a response he bounced out with the bottle hoping for an interference, a reason to rage but no one moved. They knew him well enough to stay clear from his path once he drank. No one wanted to wake up in the hospital from the beating of a bull-like bulked male.

The only thing of value to him in his car was a picture of two girls with a very bright smile pasted on his dashboard. His car slid into the garage and he jumped off.

Proceeding into the kitchen, moving without turning on the lights because he had mastered the layout of his
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