Jacques returns to the bar pale and shaking. He sits, puts the coaster back under his beer, and takes a sip. It rolls around his mouth for a moment, then back into the glass. His eyes narrow, scanning the room, hunting. And then he finds it.
“Ah, Madame Basehart! I have bought you a drink!”
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“Captain” Jacques Malchance
The Entropy
