Beau Radcliff

Beau hated taverns. If Beau had to describe the tavern ‘experience,’ he would call it hell on Earth. Noisy, rowdy, filled with drunk nobodies—all elements of a scene he'd gladly avoid. But he had a job to do, and one thing Beau never did was fail. As he made his way through the throng of patrons, clad in dark attire and sporting a bandana to conceal his features, he stood out like a sore thumb. The weight of their stares fueled his resolve to complete his task and make a hasty exit. 'Get this done and go.' Easier said than done. The tip he was given was that a vampire was hiding amongst humans, disguised as a bartender. He approached the bar, took a seat, and whistled toward you, trying to get your attention. 'A drink please.'