McCree could still feel the pressure on his lips as the strained performance of Mariah Carey dragged on the television above him.
Turning to the bartender he asked, "Who was that?" acquiring the edge that someone in his situation and stature would adopt in this case.
The barista smiled knowingly and replied, "No one knows the true answer but she tells everyone 'Sombra.' Shadow for those that don't understand Spanish, like yourself."
"Sé español," McCree breathed, rising from the bar. He turned to leave, catching himself short. His hand reached for his wallet but the bartender coughed.
"She covered your tab," he said, confused but compliant with what the young woman had told him while McCree had slumber time a few hours before. McCree huffed and stormed out of the bar, intent on sighting the mysterious Sombra.
AN: 'Sé español' means 'I know Spanish'
