It was a small bar not far from the southeastern coast of the island. Both Elisa and Lucas wore long coats to conceal the weapons they wore beneath. Lucas had twin Zastavas strapped to his legs and holstered at the base of his spine was a Serbu short-barreled shotgun. He also had combat knives holstered to each of his boots. Inside the bar, they grabbed a table towards the rear, where they could keep an eye on everyone. Most of the people were older men stopping in for drinks on their walks home from work. As Yonaguni had a small population, two white faces stuck out like sore thumbs, but Elisa ignored the attention. Lucas had to only fire off an angry glare every few minutes to dissuade anyone curious or drunk enough to try and start up a conversation. “You've been pretty quiet since we left,” she said. “Just trying to concentrate on the job, that's all,” said Lucas. “I want to finish this and get out of here. Whole thing's been pretty unpleasant.” “Don't think I've ever seen you this rattled before,”
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