Who: Hannibal King and Logan (Open) When: Night time. You know when most people who aren't alcoholics go for drinks. Where: Some shit hole bar. Why: Discussing the many forms of ass kicking to be dished out. Status: In Progress Rating: Close your eyes kids.
Hannibal was already belly up and belly full of whiskey at the bar. Been a long couple of days. King needed a break and felt safe leaving Abby at the firehouse with Booth around. Hell, should have invited him out for a drink.
Shit. He thought. King didn't even get the name of the guy he was meeting here. God that sounded gay. Shaking his head he ordered a beer. With the bottle in hand he spun his stool around and watched the crowd. Under the light weight tan jacket was a shoulder holster holding his sidearm.