Chapter 7: The Kitchen Counter Confrontation
Rose and james sit not caring where bill and Sarah are as they talk about the meeting at the rusty nail with the four of them ---
**Chapter 5: The Rusty Nail**
The Rusty Nail was exactly the kind of place you wouldn’t want to be caught dead in before dark. Peeling wood paneling, sticky floors, and a flickering neon sign that buzzed like a dying bee. The kind of bar where the bartender knew your name but couldn’t tell you apart from the dirt on his shoes.
Rose pushed through the door at exactly seven sharp, her heels clicking against the grimy linoleum. She wore a deep emerald dress that clung to her curves like a second skin, the neckline just low enough to make it clear she wasn’t here to play housewife.