The third floor of the bar was a whole different world, hidden behind reinforced steel was a secret chamber.

Led by the man in the black suit, Andrew and Rachel stepped inside.

Rachel's face had gone pale, but Andrew remained completely calm and collected.

"Sir, this guy insisted on seeing you!" the man growled as soon as they entered.

At the far end of the chamber sat a massive black throne chair. Seated on it was a burly, broad-shouldered man with a thick beard and dark, blotchy skin.