The moment he walked in, Sara felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. After going through training with the League twice, she was well too aware of when she was in the presence of another assassin. It had been a while since she had the feeling here in Madison Valley and it took her longer than she cared to admit to find the source.
When her eyes finally landed on him, she was impressed to see that he acknowledged her. She nodded to the bar stool in front of her and waited for him to come and take a seat.
"What are you drinking?" she asked. "First one's on the house."