“They said that I’m early,” Marc said. “Had I known, I might’ve come by later…”
“And miss out on all the fun?”
The bartender winked, just as the soft musical notes of a woman’s voice reached him. The woeful tones resonated with him, sending a shiver down his spine. It was as though this song was meant for his soul.
The curtains he noted earlier opened up slowly. He turned around to have a better look and confirmed his hunch. Facing the bar there was a games room, which would fit right in at any gentleman’s clubs in the city. Along the hallway, there was a staircase leading to the floor above.
The other side had all the fittings of a study, including bookshelves that nearly reached the ceiling. There was also a staircase leading up.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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