Chapter Fifty: The Count Down: Running Out of Time

Donkor sat on the high stool behind the counter in the bar, tossing shots after shots of tequila down his throat. His mind was in turmoil. He had been searching as hard as he could for the girl. He had had no luck. It would have been better if Alpha Kai had taken his money back from him when he couldn't find the girl. Now, he was caught in a double-whammy. He had an ultimatum to meet yet he was suffering from the same reason that had pushed him into incurring that ultimatum upon himself. He grabbed the bottle and lowered it over his shot glass, but it was empty. He shook the bottle, trying to get the remaining liquid out of it. But nothing significant entered his cup. He slammed the bottle down on the counter, released an irritated sigh, and threw his head back. The bartender walked near, cleaning a bottle of wine that he was holding with a napkin. Donkor waved at him. "Can I get a refill, please?" "You can't get any more refill, Sir. Your outstanding debts are too much. I