ENCOUNTER THREE, THIRD TIME IS THE CHARM
In her belief that her third encounter would be the best of the lot(Excluding her gratefulness for Miss Vaven, of course), Lock would set out carefully for whom to approach. She did not pick inside of the inn, rather outside of it—a man leaning against a row of fences, opposite of the inn. His features were graced by a shadowing hood, his hands and arms unseen by the throw of a cloak.
