"Dunno yet, but i intend to find out." He shook his head, " Just be thankful i'm the one that picked it up, and not someone else that doesn't care about the why...It smells wrong." He he said picking up his fourth drink and starting it, this was either going to be a really long night, or a short one.<br/><br/>"Who... Who would want to take you out Sir? Anyone you can think of? Maybe someone passing through that had a problem with how things were ran, and blamed the bar-keep? Or perhaps just had a problem because of what you are? I need to know these things."<b><i>or you could just kill him Keenst. Do your damn job, and don't ask questions... We're not the moral police.<br/>
</i></b><br/>"I don't kill if not needed, and you seem to have had this put on your head for reasons unknown, which means either you're extremely good hiding stuff. Which in this bar, seems unlikely. San's here seems to know exactly what's going on at all times, and he's not a clue why someone would want you dead." Keenst sighed lightly. What had he got himself into this time?