C19 Chapter 19

5 months later

"So, a werewolf, a vampire and a fae walk into a bar..." Frank says, as he sloshes his Guinness before taking another sip. Frank’s a beefy type, with a thick body and a thick dark beard that covers his aging skin. He was a truck driver for 40 years and is now a professional barfly at my pub.

“Does that joke even have an ending?” Phil asks from a barstool a few seats down