The Duane Lee Chapman Memorial Bar and Grill, Sheffield Station; "Sniffer" Martinez, proprietor

[John Keel]

Nathan enters, peering round with an uncomprimising stare. He wouldn't usually frequent bars but really felt the need for a drink after the first couple of days on the job.

There were a few other hunters around, and a couple he recognised from the Agency.

But he still didn't trust them...

Walking up to the bar, making sure to give everyone else a wide berth, he communicates to the barman his order in as few a words as possible, not to prolong contact.

"Liberty Ale..... Please."

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A cynic is a man who, when he smells flowers, looks around for a coffin.
~H. L. Mencken

Levi Ripley // [Civilian]