WoFCT: Chapter 4
I did not put on the hat and trench coat, as cliche of a life I led, I may have as well. It was also pretty warm in the evening and with the trench coat I’d be sweating. Tee shirt and jeans were my clothing of choice, but every once in awhile I put on a suit to look formal for whatever I needed, especially when visiting The Oceanside . The suit was well tailored, something Morcant insisted on. He also frequently frowned at my graphic tees and jeans. I felt like I needed to remind him that is was not 1940’s America but 2026. The Notary was located in the seedier part of town, not quite red light district but hookers had been known to bring johns to the bar on occasion. Well the non-human hookers. The Notary was something of a safe haven for monsters and I wasn’t allowed to change it, and after living the life I had for the past three years, I would never. The Oceanside was a completely different story. Upscale, dress code, and completely a step back into the past with a live ban...