Chapter 127
Leah's POV
As I walked into the Green Point Inn, everyone's head was turning at me.
I ignored the whistles and lewd talks, walking directly to the bar.
"I need Green Rabbit Old Ale," I told the bar attender.
"You don't belong here, young lady. Go back to where you belong." The bar attendant said without lifting his head. "We've got enough trouble for tonight."
"I'm not looking for trouble," I said. "I'm Uma and Damian's friend. I was at their funeral earlier this morning."
The bar attendant raised his eyebrows to look at me.
He was in his sixties. His face was etched with deep wrinkles that spoke of years of experience and wisdom. Despite his age, his eyes still sparkled with a keen intelligence that hinted at a life well-lived. His crisp white shirt was neatly tuc
