The pub was what Matt expected. Wall to wall people. He had no idea where Bertie and Bill were located. The booth next to the entrance where they usually sat was occupied by strangers. Now, after his long walk and confab with Antonio, he was a man in search of a drink. Normally on occasions like this he would have ordered a full pint but tonight he thought otherwise and decided to only buy a half-pint. Anyway, he knew he had to remain sharp for his return to Antonio’s later that evening. When he re...