After that one hour, Sam also started thinking about contingencies.
If things really don't play out as he expected in the new half an hour, he decided to do something else.
But he didn't have to do that. Because someone walked through that door in that one hour and the whole bar was emptied immediately.
A young man who is wearing a cloak walked towards Sam and behind that young stood a man and a woman.
The young man sat beside Sam and snapped his fingers. The waitress ran over with a jar of the most expensive wine. He poured one glass for himself and another for Sam before he spoke.
Sam didn't take the glass and looked at him.
"I don't take free drinks."
"Don't think of it as a free drink. Think of it as a part of our negotiation."
"I don't negotiate with strangers either."
"But you did with my idiot brother Chasin."
