He sat at the bar and slapped his open palm on the wooden counter to attract the attention of the barman. The barman came over, polishing an already pristine glass, and smiled at Cabal’s evident good humour. ‘You seem in a very good mood, sir. What can I get for you?’ ‘I am, thank you. I shall have,’ he started, and paused. He belatedly realised that he barely drank. He also realised that the Mirkarvians put a great deal of store by what a man put in his glass. Asking for the wrong thing might well put suspicions in people’s heads. Sparkling water with a slice of lime, for example, would
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