She was at the far end of the bar, holding a glass. He ordered the cheapest brown on the shelf and didn't look away. That was how it started. Anthon counts things for a living. Numbers, debts, ghosts. He doesn't let much land. Cass builds things made to last. She didn't plan to stay in this city. Neither of them was looking for the other. Bourbon and Whiskey is a slow-burn story about two people who were enough for each other and what remains when one of them stops believing it. 📝 NEW CHAPTER EVERY THURSDAY AND FRIDAY GMT+8:>