Deep inside an isolated storage room, the trembling freezer made loud noises. Soon, the bar owner and the new bartender noticed the oddity.
They quickly left their position and came in front of the freezer.
The clicking and scraping noise of something hard, along with a vibrating lock, made them look at it curiously.
"Boss, should I open it?" The bartender asked Grizzly.
The sun had sunk below the horizon, and the red light district was coming alive. With it, new customers were flooding into the bar.
Some came to gamble their money at the poker table behind the bar, while the rest thought of it as a nice place to buy certain black market commodities. Among them all, none really cared about the drinks.
Still, the bartender couldn't leave his position empty. He was the guide who led the customers to what they wanted. So, Grizzly thought for a second and said.
"No, don't open it. And you should go back. I will stay here."
