Chapter 390

“Welcome to Los Angeles, out-of-town guests. I suppose that’s what I should say… but you don’t really need me to say it, do you?” In a narro

“Welcome to Los Angeles, out-of-town guests. I suppose that’s what I should say… but you don’t really need me to say it, do you?”

In a narrow, run-down bar filled with battered metal chairs, the bartender stood behind a plastic counter. His middle-aged, scarred face showed no particular emotion as he calmly greeted the new arrivals.