He snatched the card from her hand and examined it with interest. A malicious smile spread across his face.
"You must be Investigator Evelyn Cross. I was informed about your arrival. The boss is waiting for you in the back of the bar."
"The boss?" I whispered in her ear.
She only nodded and made a move to pass through the door, but before she could proceed, the man placed an arm in front of her.
"Do you want help getting there?"
"I already know the way. Thank you."
We crossed the dark curtain that separated the entrance from the bar, feeling the sinister atmosphere of Hell’s Mouth envelop us. A mixture of smoke, red lights, and vampire-themed decoration greeted us. The pale fog and the spotlight beams confused my senses. The red neon glowed intensely there, almost blinding me.
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