Marian sighed and looked back at the screen. Someone had killed her while she'd looked away, and so she put the controller down and reached for the bourbon instead. After taking a swig from the bottle, she spoke flatly. "At Merlin's bar. I'd gone out for a few drinks, get out of this place for the night. Sheriff showed up. As good as admitted his devious plans to knock me out and take me home, but he was too shite scared of Merlin to do anything."