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... entrance.
The interior was dim, almost oppressively so. Coming from the bright sunlight outside, stepping in felt like descending into a basement. The distinct smell of whiskey hung heavily in the air. Luke, who wasn’t much of a drinker, wrinkled his nose and scanned the room.
The tavern wasn’t large—only four wooden tables in total. One group occupied all of them, seated together. Following Theo, Luke walked to the bar counter attached to the kitchen and sat down.
The ta ...
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