Robert walked into the plain house, flicking his gaze around at the ugly wallpaper in the bad lighting as he closed the door behind him.
Three men seated at a round table playing a game of cards rose as Robert approached. The tallest of the three looked to the others and cleared his throat.
“Sir, I-” he began.
“Which one of you is Burk?” Robert asked sharply, cutting the man off.
The three looked at each other, tension filling the room before the black haired man lifted his hand. He moved slowly away from the table, limping heavily. A bandage adorned his swollen nose and his right eye was bruised.
“I am, sir.”
Robert studied the man for a moment, looking down his nose at him. Sniffing, he strode toward the tallest of the three and in a fluid motion reached into the man's jacket and d
