After eating, Archer paid the bill, apologising that he had no American currency, as the waitress stammered that it wasn’t a problem. Walking toward the exit, he stopped by the bar, and asked the surly bartender for information on a guest house that might have vacancies, soon leading his friends out of the bar and out into the street, heading toward a small, secluded building on the outskirts of the town.
Pushing open the gate that was only attached by one hinge, the Alpha walked up the weed covered path and knocked on the peeling door that had once been a deep blue but was now showing signs of the green that it had been before.
After a few moments, the door inched open, an icy blue eye glaring out at them, ‘what do you want?’ a woman’s voice demanded angrily.
‘We are looking to rent tw
