Chapter 1954

The fat owner trembled with fear, involuntarily looking at his greasy hands and grateful he had not touched Marissa. With a pained expression, he stammered, “I-I'm sorry! P-Please don’t hit me! Order whatever you like, it's on the house. Can we then call it even and forget any of this ever happened?" Marissa looked at Adrian. He had always been reluctant to take advantage of others. Yet, the citizens of Debonaire seemed to only respond to fear. They rather cowered against the strong rather than conduct a fair exchange. “Should we take him up on his offer, Adrian?” Penniless and hungry, Adrian saw no other way. They needed strength to fight back if the guy from before returned for revenge, so Adrian decided they needed to eat before dealing with their other problems. “Let's go inside.” “I'll have a roasted pork knuckle." Rozi placed her order the moment she sat down. “A pound of brisket would be nice too." The owner nodded. "Right away, ma’am. Is there anything else?" “Bring