C171 They Climbed out of the Bar
Every head in the bar swiveled toward the entrance as a man clad in a white T-shirt and black slacks stepped inside. His face was etched with unmistakable fury, and his eyes sparked an instinctive fear in those who caught his gaze.
The patrons, mid-sip, began to murmur amongst themselves, sensing that this was no ordinary man.
The bar staff exchanged uneasy glances