Re: Brianna, Brian, Open
“Yeah,” Brian said. “He comes in for a beer sometimes.” He knew Flynn in the casual way that people became acquainted in Searchlight: through repeated run-ins at work, the coffee shop, or the Roadhouse. After a while they picked up on each other’s habits and the people they spent time with. He had figured out after some mental gymnastics that he used to see Flynn with Ellie, before he knew her like he did now. “What’s up?” Briam figured there was a reason Brianna was asking. She was generally purposeful in her conversations.