The second Isaac finished speaking, Old Brooks' face turned pale.
"Then let's both have a look." Connor waved a hand and turned around with Isaac.
Isaac was the one to push the door open and the first to enter the private room. Looking around, he found several men sitting around the table and a handful of gaudily dressed young women.
One of the men currently there drinking, a woman in his embrace, was a red-faced Andrew Booth. Beside him was a trembling and hunched Barry Cox.
Was this really Barry?
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