CHAPTER TWELVE
Riley stepped out into the cool night air and took a deep breath.
A nice night for a walk, he thought, heading north. He walked slowly. No hurry, it's going to be a long two hours. He already knew the basic layout of the city. Astral-One had a building across town, so it had been required knowledge.
He wandered for a while and then headed for Mike's Suds and Spuds at about ten o'clock. A man with wavy hair and a mustache sat behind the counter watching television.
“You Mike?” he asked the man.
“In person. Whatcha need?”
“Just some beer.”
“What do you want? I'll get it for you.”
“No hurry, I've got an hour to kill.” He glanced at the shelf behind the counter and registered surprise. “You've got a pretty good selection of scotch.”
“Yeah. I’ve got a pretty good cliente
