Roger looked rough and drunk enough that night to be a hassle. Ricky Everett vaguely remembered seeing Roger at the Lounge, but it’s telling that even kindhearted Ricky didn’t consider Roger a friend.
Although many on Iberville had seen his face, few had taken the trouble to learn his name. Roger, who was more of an outsider in a jovial society of buddies, functioned better in the hustler bars, where men went alone. Through his forays in and around Iberville, Roger had visited the Up Stairs Lounge on several occasions, although the regular patrons, nonjudgmental as they were, hadn’t exactly welcomed him.
Roger Dale Nunez stumbled through the door of the Up Stairs Lounge and into the beer bust.
