Chapter 192
Having completed the request, Aiden returned to the Huntington Docks’ pub where he was lodging.
He pushed open the brown wooden door.
Immediately, the distinctive atmosphere of a bar enveloped him – the laughter of people, raised voices, and the thick aroma of liquor permeating the air.
A stark contrast to the eerily lifeless research lab he had just been in moments ago.
Amidst that lively scene, one person reacted upon noticing Aiden’s black helmet.
“You’re back.”
It was Adam, the pub’s owner.
While pouring a cheap vodka for some man, he was looking at Aiden.
Aiden approached the counter where Adam stood and took a seat in front of him.
“Business going well?”
Aiden asked.
In this Huntington Beach area, Aiden tried to limit his conversations as much as possible.