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The bar wench scowled at the newcomer. “I served them the drink and food like you asked, but you just can’t go barging in on someone else’s table, ya know.”
The black-clad woman cast a sly look at the wench. “I can do what I want, honey, now toddle along before I have to use this.” She patted the crossbow on her hip. The color drained from the wench’s face and she scurried away.
“What do you want?” Shade questioned our new companion.
“Can’t a woman say hello to a handsome man?” the woman cooed as she took up her drink.
“Is that what you want?” he returned.
She leaned back with her mug and took a sip of her drink. The woman raised her eyes over the mouth of the mug and flitted them over his body. “Are you offering something more?”
“A goodbye,” Shade quipped as he grabbed my h
