He was a tall man, but he didn't look well.
He was dressed in a suit and looked just like any other sports agent in the place.
As soon as he walked in, the Mexican-American bartender behind the counter recognized him.
"Hey, White!" the bartender greeted him. "Long time no see. The usual?"
"Mmm." White nodded.
The bartender expertly poured him a glass of Jack Daniel's on the rocks.
"Did you watch the Super Bowl yesterday?" the bartender asked casually, wiping down the counter.
He was asking the obvious. White specialized in commercial endorsements for football players; how could he *not* watch the Super Bowl? Besides, he'd mentioned Li Wei's name in this bar at least a hundred times. Everyone knew the story between them—and their feud.
White didn't even spare the Mexican-American bartender a glance. He ignored the question, raising his glass for a drink instead.
Just then, a bald, white agent watching TV nearby turned around. His eyes lit up when he saw White.
