— freddie crane crane distillery, bighorn hills.
Hell must have froze over to have Sage walking into the Crane's Distillery on purpose, looking for Nathan, with a bag of bagels in her hand. If Hell hadn't frozen over, than she surely had lost her damn mind. Either way, she'd stopped by Lucky Joe's and grabbed two coffees and some bagels and intentionally drove to Bighorn Hills (which, in her defense, she was already heading toward anyway) and walked through the doors of the distillery. Yet, instead of Nathan in the front, she found his brother; a man that she hadn't had much interaction with, but felt intimidated by nonetheless. Or, as intimidated as she'd allow herself to feel. She'd admittedly felt the same about his brother before they banged it out in her office at The Jagged Yard one day. "Freddie, right?" Even though she hadn't often interacted with him, she heard enough about the man to know exactly who he was. "Sage, I own The Jagged Yard downtown." She set the coffees on the bar top and plopped the bag of bagels down not long after. "I'm looking for your better half... just don't tell him I said that."
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