During this time of year, it was used as a serving kitchen and storage room. Dried herbs hung from the huge wooden ceiling beams. Boxes and barrels were stacked in haphazard fashion about the floor. There was clear path to the door outside, for Martin needed access to the summer kitchen, an outbuilding several yards away from the main tavern. Dishes were stacked at one end of a long worktable, and tankards, which were newly washed, stood ready to hold the customers’ ale. Except for the path which went straight through from the common room to the outside, the only other clearing seemed to be the space before a door leading to the cellar below. Martin seemed reluctant to leave after he escorted Kirsten and Greene into the summer kitchen. “Thank you, Mr. Hoppe,” Kirsten said. “If we need anything, we’ll call you.” Catching her look, he nodded, and Kirsten was sure he understood that he should stay nearby. “So,” Greene said. His gaze took on an unholy gleam as he studied her from head to toe.
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