Thales and Quick Rope stared at the owner of the tavern with dumbfounded expressions. Meanwhile, he owner himself was sitting by the table with sweat all over his head. He looked as if he was in an extremely uncomfortable situation.
What was the probability of them running into an owner of a tavern being robbed while they were out disposing a corpse?
"Marina, where are your manners? Why aren't you inviting our two new friends to sit down?"
Ricky still seemed very easygoing, "By the way, let's have a drink, but not alcohol. I'll need them to stay sober."
When he said these words, he fixed his gaze on Tampa.
'Let's have a drink, but stay sober.'
Thales and Quick Rope looked at each other in shock and bewilderment. They exchanged their thoughts and feelings using their eyes.
'What are they doing?'
'I don't know!'
