The Departed

I had an early evening hockey game to attend 10 minutes down the road so I left early enough to beat the traffic which also gave me time to kill.

Because this was the first of the two neighboring clubs on Route 20, when you're travelling West, I stopped.

The four cars inthe parking lot should have been a clew to move on but I'm here and I'll give it a shot.

I walked into an empty building save the geriatric bartender and middle aged manager dude at the bar watching TV.