Chapter 211

Business at Liz's Beauty Salon hadn't been great lately. There were more staff members than customers. Located in one of the busiest areas in the business district, the rent was sky-high. The owner frowned at the quiet shop. Suddenly, the bell at the door rang. A cheerful voice from the automated system chimed, "Welcome!" The owner of Liz's Beauty Salon perked up. Her staff rushed toward the entrance like vampires catching the scent of fresh blood. But before they could introduce their services, the young woman asked, "Hi, was this place a barbecue restaurant before?" The owner felt deflated. "No. We've been running this beauty salon here since the business district was built. It's almost 20 years now." "Are there any barbecue restaurants nearby, then? The kind that serves East Arkalian-style barbecue." The owner shook her head. "There aren't any hot-food restaurants around here. There's an East Arkalian salad bar across the street and an East Arkalian steakhouse around the