C24 Get a grip

A guard pushed the door open, ushering Lyons into the fancy bar. Lyons headed straight for his favourite spot. A secluded region with just the right amount of privacy one could get. When he took his seat, a waiter showed up.

“Good day, sir. What can I get you?”

“I'll call you later,” Lyons said with a thin smile. The waiter nodded with and walked off. Lyons sighed. His nerves were tight