"Pardon me, miss, would you allow me the pleasure of buying you a drink?" a man asked.

Sierra turned to face a well-dressed, attractive man who had a hint of gray at each temple.

"I've already done the honors." Drake approached them.

"Mr. McCalister," the man said in a surprised tone. "Good to see you. It's been a while since we've last met. I didn't know that this lovely lady was with you."

"Sierra, this is Mr. Darrell Casey, a very well-known trader ...