Maria walked into the bar like it was just one of many. A stranger in a random bar in a random joint in a
random place of the universe.
She pulled her datapad and replayed the message that she had received.
His face was not too bad. And the smirk he had, said a lot a things.
Her eyes went through the crowded bar, and she called one of the bartenders and asked for him.
The direction, aimed with a precise finger, was set, and soon she walked to one of the booths, in the quietest corner of the bar. Filled with shadows and smoke.
The man she waited to see was there, and she looked at him, as he
looked back at her, not with a smirk, but with a frown.
