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Everything was just like the night before; this smoky bar had only a few drunks hanging around the counter, the jukebox was playing that same old song again and on one corner sat a lone figure welcoming no-one. This bar was just what I needed night after night. This lowly dirt hole with an out-dated selection of drinks and just two people running it was perfect for sitting in one corner, watching the ever changing flow of new regulars and old bums with nothing to live for anymore, still lacking the courage to see what's on the other side. I could have ended many miserable lives by telling them just that, but I'm not here to help anyone. All I want is to sit down and wait for my meal to walk out, maybe smoke a few while waiting. The barmaid has told me many times these things will kill me, and I tell her: here's hoping. She always shakes her head and looks at me funny. Not many gals 'round here. Not much hope either.
He walks in and the customers stop mumbling. Jukebox's silent, too. I can't see his face and I know it's not the bars crummy lighting. He's one of those people, who always have shadows around their faces. He walks in and comes to my table. Sits down and places his cloves on the table, fine silk, good stiching, he's not here for a drink.
"I've heard you have a talent for finding people" his voice is old, rusty, very uncle-type, the kind that makes normal people see kindness and smiles.
"I've heard so, too" I light a new cigaret and notice him glaring at my lighter. I expected him to flinch, but he's more sceptical than scared. One of the other kind, I see.
"I am ready to pay you handsomely, if you can track down a person" he says.
"I don't care for money"
"Then you must have something a little more rare in mind"
"Perhaps"
"This little task should take three days. After you find him"
I raise an eyebrow and he grins. That I see very clearly.
"The mans name is Victor Haze. He's using an alias and lives alone, I hope. There's no need for violence, I just want to hear his experiences with a certain person"
"Where should I bring him?" The deal is set, he knows how to pay me.
"Oh no. I simply wish you tell me, what he told you. He will never talk to me, but you might get him to ease his heart"
"Sounds fishy"
"Just ask him to tell you about Bellentrine. I don't need to know all of it, I just want to know what she's been up to. That girl worries me so" He grins again and leaves. I hope this Victor guy doesn't have the same sweet talking tone in his voice.