A debut novel by Alex Thane. On Day 909, William walks into Sage's bar — and four points of view begin unraveling what happened to Helen.
When you tend a bar, you get used to routines. The bottles have a place, the brass has its ebb and flow — clean on Tuesday, print-covered by Thursday. You learn to read people. Some people are a Manhattan. Others are a Sloe Gin Fizz. And you know a Zombie when you see one. On Day 909, one walked into my bar.
When you're caught between a past you can't let go and a future you're not sure exists, you have to go somewhere. Some people go to Cabo. Others to Tibet. I went to a bar in the middle of Ohio. On Day 909, I walked through its door.
William sits at a table writing unsent emails. Sage watches from behind the bar, counting the days until William's time is up. When the clock hits zero, the story's just begun.
Told across four points of view, Days counts down toward the night William's time runs out. Piece by piece, each perspective reveals what happened to Helen — and why the danger may be all too close to home.

Alex Thane spends his days like any working-to-make-a-living employee, but at night, between 10pm and 4am, he writes. Days is a debut novel composed during those dark hours.
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