<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fbooker-marilyn.s3.amazonaws.com%2Flibrary%2F3124%2F20160120_113249789_M.JPG&amp;hash=d9434e1d228987e95cf81403a27eeecc" href="http://booker-marilyn.s3.amazonaws.com/library/3124/20160120_113249789_M.JPG" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">John Seaman</a>, 32-year-old white male, 6'0" tall, with closely cropped jet black hair, with dark blue eyes. He wore a thick beard and he was devilishly handsome. He was the CEO for BIO Tech Corporation, this evening he and two of his friends were to meet at the<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fbathtubginseattle.com%2F&amp;hash=547f8c6d35f5ab21054c19df1542eca5" href="http://bathtubginseattle.com/" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Bathtub Gin Co</a>. It had been a long week and he was glad to be relaxing with<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fia.media-imdb.com%2Fimages%2FM%2FMV5BZDkzMTkzMzEtYTYyMy00MDA5LWJkZTMtNWI1ZDFmNDFhOGM2L2ltYWdlXkEyXkFqcGdeQXVyNzEyNTk5OTg%40._V1_.jpg&amp;hash=1bd2ad5fdc37c243336ade419930f728" href="https://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BZDkzMTkzMzEtYTYyMy00MDA5LWJkZTMtNWI1ZDFmNDFhOGM2L2ltYWdlXkEyXkFqcGdeQXVyNzEyNTk5OTg@._V1_.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">James</a>a local singer for the band Pain Within. James had grown up with John and Kris. Each of them taking a different path. Though the three of them were very close and liked to meet up once a month and get shit faced. None of the men were married and all of them very eligible bachelors. Now<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F236x%2Fdb%2F5f%2F97%2Fdb5f973d60d1a8a05357ce3f5c61201c--fifty-shades-of-grey--shades.jpg&amp;hash=0aa23998d3bb0772fbdabc45a0606077" href="https://i.pinimg.com/236x/db/5f/97/db5f973d60d1a8a05357ce3f5c61201c--fifty-shades-of-grey--shades.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Kris</a>was the intellectual of the bunch. Having become a professor of English at the University of Washington. They all shared a love for the place from their college days, they had gone to high school together at Roosevelt High School. They cemented the bond between the three of them going to college and committed to always to have each other back.<br/><br/>John started this Friday much like most of his weekdays. He had inherited his family home and business when his parents died in a tragic plane crash. which was the most expensive<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.incolo.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2009%2F10%2Fseattles_expensive_home_14.jpg&amp;hash=d493bdebf06905928455cd37b431212a" href="http://www.incolo.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/seattles_expensive_home_14.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">home</a>in Seattle. He attended the University of Washington, getting his MBA. He had chef, maid, butler, and groundskeeper. He got into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, he felt like he looked good for his age and felt good. Taking a quick shower, he got dressed in Sinclair's long sleeve white shirt, Navy Blue Brooks brothers suit, red silk tie and black Burberry shoes. Getting into his sleek metallic ruby red 2017 Mercedes-Benz AMG and not wanting to get a ticket took his time getting to the work. Less than 30 minutes later he was there and parked. He had skipped breakfast, being the owner of the company he had a parking spot in front of the building. He walked in and to the cafeteria. He got himself a coffee along with a bacon egg and cheese on a croissant. He took his food and then walked to the elevator. He took it up to the top floor. He normally beet in most of his employees, he didn't mind that as he loved them like his dad had. Always treating them well. He got off the elevator and walked to his office. He unlocked the door, put his coffee and food on his desk. Then he hung his jacket up. He booted his computer up. Sitting down he grabbed a bottle of cherry Hint from his mini fridge. Sitting down he started to enjoy his coffee and breakfast sandwich.<br/><br/>He started to review email as soon as the computer was booted up. He finished his coffee and sandwich throwing the trash away and drinking his hint as he read through the day's email traffic. The company was doing very well, it helped that DNA research was all the rage and test was something they did within his company. The day seemed to fly for him as he worked. Hours of meetings and review of budgets. A CEO's job was not a small undertaking by any stretch of the imagination. He was eager to meet with his friends and see where the evening would land him. As he wrapped up work at 6 pm. He was hungry, he would eat at the bar as well. He closed his computer and put his jacket on. Walking out he locked his door to his office and took the elevator down to the ground floor. He called a cab as he was not going to get a DUI and he could always pick up the car tomorrow. The cab arrived. He got in. "Bath Tub Gin Co., please. Thank you." 'Sure sir not a problem.' He started the meter as he looked back at the well-dressed man that was John Seaman. He wondered why he needed a cab, the suit spoke to money. None of his business he thought and drove.<br/><br/>The cab fought with traffic and arrived at the bar in less than 30 minutes. 'Ten dollar's sir.' John paid the man 20 dollars. "Keep the change." He smiled as he walked into the bar. The bar was not quite packed it was early. He saddled up to the bar not expecting Kris or James for another 30 minutes. He smiled at the bartender. Calvin had been working at the bars for years and he knew John, Kris, and James. They always tipped well. "Calvin, how are you this evening? Could I get my usual and a menu please." 'Good Evening John good to see you, I am well and you will have both momentarily.' He brought him back a Tanquary and Tonic with extra lemon. Along with a menu. "Keep my tab going." He looked at the menu as he sipped his drink, so good after a long day. "All American burger and fries. Cooked Medium. Thanks, Calvin." Calvin wrote his order down and nodded. He walked back and place the order with the kitchen.