#Chapter 61: Miles’ Tavern

When I arrive at the location Lila gave me on the note, I find myself standing outside an abandoned building with the windows boarded up. Distantly, I hear the sound of sirens. This isn’t the best part of town, but I knew that before coming here. Yet, looking at the building and glancing all around, I can’t see anything particularly damning about this scene. Is it tragic that a previously nice part of town has been hit with enough strife to be brought low as it is? Yes. But this very topic was just covered in a front-page expose just last month, by one of Harbinger’s competitors. It made such a call for action, that politicians have promised to pour money into fixing up the area. That hadn’t yet manifested, obviously. Is that what Lila wanted me to cover? No. It has only been a few weeks since the money was promised. Nothing in bureaucracy moved that fast. It would take time to make sure the money went into the right people’s hands, and then for those hands to make a noticeabl