Heretical Fishing - Chapter 19: Justice

... nsense!” the lobster cultist said. “I still feel terrible about the other day, and it’s the least I can do.”

I accepted the mug, bathing in the scent flowing from it. “I couldn’t possibly say no to a free cup of coffee! Thank you, mate!”

He smiled again, wide and genuine. “You’re very welcome, Fischer.” He shot a look back toward Tropica. “I just wanted to drop that off—hope you have a morning as pleasant as you are.”

“Thanks, mate, you too!”

Sebastian waved goodb ...