Roman relaxed after the third drink. Only the heaviness remained. He called Grace again. She answered on the second ring. “What?” She sounded groggy and annoyed. “Are you in bed? She let out her breath sharply. “No. I’m singing in a karaoke bar. What do you think?” “Man, you’re grumpy.” Roman craned his neck to look at the clock on the nightstand. “What time is it?”
