Irina downed her shot and set the empty glass on the table. As always Irina scanned the room and the faces around them. She was about to turn back around to Lyta, but she thought she saw a familiar face. She looked again.
She knew that face and knew this was a problem.
She turned back around to Lyta. "Don't look too quickly, but ten 'o clock. Tell me what you see."
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