In a corner of the pub, a tall, muscular man watched the others. You could learn a lot from the strange crowd that frequented the pub. The man, Spence, watched the katana girl. She was somehow familiar, but he couldn't quite place her.

Spence looked in another direction, surreptitiously moving the hidden camera to take everything in. He spotted an Asian woman with blue eyes bowing to someone, one of the bar's regulars.

"Ah, our target." He muttered, standing up to approach the woman.