The balding bartender looked over at him and muttered something indistinct. It sounded like “Calls it shit and then drinks too much of it.”
“It almost didn’t work.” Miya repeated, sounding a little giddy. “It almost didn’t work.” Saeric grinned.
“We got lucky. A veteran officer would have asked more questions and been more suspicious; this guy was as green as grass.” he said. “Can you untie me now?”
"It almost didn't work, Miya repeated, sounding a little giddy. "It almost didn't work."
Saeric grinned. "We got lucky. A veteran officer would have asked more questions and been more suspicious; this guy was as green as grass," he said. "Can you untie me now?"
Saeric placed a hand softly over her mouth.