Shaun's POV.
I found him sitting at the same table in the back of the 'Happy Hound'. His goons were with him, sitting on either side. They didn't have any giggling girls with them tonight.
Thank god.
The place still smelled like stale beer and sweat, the music still sucked, and the characters were all the same.
I made my way through the packed bar to where Manfrid was sitting.
He grinned at me when he looked up and saw me standing in front of the table.
"Hey kid. Long time no see. Grab a seat."
Goon number one kicked a chair over to me. I accepted the offer and sat down at the head of the table. Manfrid poured me a drink and pushed the glass over to me.
"What brings you by?"
Manfrid was still grinning at me. His goons were watching me carefully.
"We need to talk."
Manfrid raised
