After dinner, in the billiard room of the Bravehearts Bar.
Dressed in a simple black coat and a dark cap, Klein held a glass of Southvill beer, closed the door behind him, and walked over to Kaspars, who was bent over the table, trying to hit the ball.
Before he could muster a smile and say hello, Kaspars stopped what he was doing, straightened up, and glanced at him.
"Maric isn't here.
"There are no other gatherings you want.
"I have nothing but weapons."
…Very familiar with what I want… Fortunately, I have a different goal today… Klein curled the corner of his lips and said, "I'm here to buy weapons."
