Meteora Bar, Planet Malta

[Narcotic]

*Lee walks into the bar, his face appears dark under his black cape's hood. He stops and let his eye wander from table to table. He shakes his head and proceeds walking towards the barkeeper. He leans forward him and whispers something in an obvious maltese accent. The barkeeper nods decided, puts a greenish cocktail on the bar table, and pulls a handwritten letter out of his bag. Lee's head turns around slowly and he takes a short view behind him. He turns back and let the letter disappear in his cape.*

"Gracias senor. And remember, no word to anyone about this, si? Here's your payment."

*The barkeeper opens his eyes widely while the man drops a bunch of credit cards into his left hand*

"For the old times' sake, amigo." Lee says.

*Lee takes his drink and walks towards a free table in the bar's corner. He takes a seat and sighs.*

"Almost five years it has been since then." he talks to himself.

*He opens the letter and reads it. He drops a tear on the letter and reads it again. Then he puts the letter back into his cape and takes out a small book, which appears to be some sort of a diary or logbook, and opens it. He takes a deep gulp from his drink and starts writing (#1).*

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