test drive

The problem with the observation window is that it's a hallucination that isn't a hallucination, and the rest of the place looks like any old bar.

Rust has moved past the hand-tremor stage, helped a great deal by sitting with his back to the goddamn thing. You can assume he's already had the rules and first drink talk.

There's a black notebook with a binder clip on some of the pages lying closed in front of him. What would he write, anyway?