The restaurant’s tables had been pushed to the sides to make room for everyone. The place reminded Sophia of a log cabin; it even had a fireplace crackling at one end. Sophia’s team crowded in for the briefing: Nasira, Benito, Damien, Jay, DC, Chickenhead and Big Dog. A few local Akhana members were present too.
‘It’s good to see some familiar faces,’ Freeman said, ‘and some new faces too.’ He turned to introduce an elderly woman next to him. ‘This is Sara. She keeps this place running better than I ever could.’
Sara nodded, then blushed. She had a wide nose and fine lines around her eyes and mouth. She wore a colorful scarf wrapped over her head, dotted crimson and emerald. She also wore a baby blue suit jacket over a pink knitted top, a string of bright red beads around her neck, and a
