Trenton Outpost Bar and Grill [All lawfuls welcome]

[Mark_Brown]

Ah home "Charles sniggers to himself"

Charles walks in from a long day at the office, scruffles his tie loose and foot towards the blue lit bar filled with enormous around of global self imported beverages. A sigh of accomplishment reigns upon him looking around to view what Universal Shipping has accomplished over the years.

Sitting in a nearby table with two chairs, he proceeds to place his laptop bag on the table and starts ruffling around for a power cord to find the lastest news network feed and market prices.
*A waiter walks over*

"Ah Mr Bell, the usual I assume" Charles looked up to smile at Jacob the newest bartender brought up from Manhattan to serve Trenton's finest business folk.
"Thank you son, put yourself one on my tab"

Charles opens his laptop and carries on with his daily routine emails' and announcements to local enforcement agencies about local pirate issues and locations. Forwards three insurance claims to Interspace Commerce due to insurance damage on a few shipments heading into Bretonia. Lane hacker piracy has inflamed there recently and he was struggling to understand why.

He proceeds to drink Liberty Ale, and out of the corner of his eye someone was looking into the room of the bar from the doorway...

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