As Nick made his way to the bar, his mind was filled with a tumult of emotions. He couldn't shake the feeling of frustration that gnawed at him, the sense that everything was spiraling out of control. From Carlos's escape to the incident with the drugged girl in their club, it seemed like nothing was going right, and Nick was growing increasingly agitated by the minute.
As he approached the bar, Nick signaled to the bartender and ordered a stiff drink, needing something to numb the chaos swirling inside him. The bartender nodded silently and quickly set to work, pouring a generous amount of whiskey into a glass before sliding it across the bar to Nick.
Taking a deep breath, Nick lifted the glass to his lips and took a long sip, relishing the burn of the alcohol as it slid down his throat
