Drawing the last of the cigars flavorful smoke into his lungs, Breed held it for a long moment letting the rich taste flood his senses before releasing it in a ring that wavered before him till it finally dissipated into the general haze that hovered near the ceiling. Each time the door to the tavern opened, his gaze was drawn to the new arrival, and so far each time his brow had creased in disappointment. He wasn't precisely drunk yet but if his contact didn't show soon he thought to himself as he ground out the stub of the cigar on the stained table top, he'd have to slow the pace of his drinking.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>