Chapter 20
I c****d my head at him, not understanding.
“I’m sorry, do I know you?”
When in doubt, always play dumb.
The man laughed, sounding genuinely amused.
“I do not think so, no. Shia, get these two something to drink. We cannot have our guests go thirsty, can we?”
The man from the bar rose, going to a table in the corner where he poured something from a silver teapot into two glass cups.
I dropped the necklace I’d been fidgeting with, an old nervous habit, as he handed me the cup.
“Please, drink, drink.” Unable to resist the command, Cliff and I both raised our cups to our lips, the steaming mint tea almost too hot to drink.
The old man watched us patiently, and I took this opportunity to examine him as well. He was solidly built, white hair thick on his head. Laugh lines de
