Ezio leaned against the doorway, listening carefully. He had stopped in for a quick drink before heading out, but fate had provided him a golden opportunity.
He reached down and took out his comm unit, playing uselessly with it for a minute.
The man walking in behind appeared to take no notice of the pre-arranged signal, but immediately went to the bar and took a seat, two stools away from anyone else and with a clear view of the rest of the room. He ordered a beer on a quite generous tab.
Ezio ordered his own drink, paying no attention to his backup, before taking a seat within earshot of Summers, paying fierce attention to a trivial report he had pulled up on his comm.
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|