The ally called Meg, or at least the shops called.
Greg said he’d sit for a while in the pub he’d noticed by the docks.
The man with the bottle of whiskey, “Bill” (wink, wink, nudge, nudge) was interesting. In fact, his tale about Singapore was so enthralling Greg barely noticed the knife fight.
Greg waved off the guy with his offers of drugs and the woman who offered more.
When 8 police-members, guns drawn, arrested “Bill”, Greg figured he’d find Meg.
“You should have come,” Meg said as they ate. “I wonder what happened to your sense of adventure!”
word count = 100
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