Unhappy with himself at being caught so easily, Garin turned to face the man in the booth behind him. It was the third man on the search team, the one Garin had lost track of, and the man currently held a pistol pressed to the base of Garin’s skull. The way he sat blocked the view of the gun from the server and the scattered patrons in the bar. Garin couldn’t see the pistol, but he assumed it was of sufficient caliber to leave an unpleasant hole through his neck and an even more unpleasant mess in the hotel. Garin kept his hands on the table. “As you wish, but are you sure Andrianou would want you to kill me?” The man grinned at that. He was small and compact, very fit, but instantly forgettable. He had no visible tattoos, jewelry or scars. “I was told you are a dangerous man. Therefore, whatever order I have been given will be superseded by my own desire to continue living.” The man’s eyes were a flat brown.
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