Chapter 25:
AD 2131 Outside the Great Rift – Far Reach Station
An antique bottle of amber alcohol and a single glass sat between the two men. A cigar wrapped of the finest Cuban tobacco smoldered in the ashtray. An old fashioned felt hat sat on the table.
The scene was out of some twentieth-century video. If not for the aliens arranged about the bar, any human would have recognized the dive when they stepped inside.
Outside, the sign flashed Troubadour in rotating shades of the color wheel. Anything to draw attention to the dispensing establishment named after the fabled human. This was one of the largest tourist attractions on the station.
Black horn-rimmed glasses with impenetrable dark lenses hid the wrinkles only time can etch into a human’s face. That face was a blank mask. So
