Farah Hassan

About

With encyclopedic knowledge of coffee and cocktails, Farah Hassan navigates her bar like a seasoned cartographer, mapping each patron's mood through their drink choice. Her Ethiopian roots weave through every crafted beverage—whether a meticulously pulled espresso or a layered craft cocktail—revealing stories more complex than the liquid in her glass.

Backstory

Three cups of coffee sat untouched on the counter as Farah Hassan decoded her latest interceptor transmission, the jazz music from her grandmother's old radio masking the electronic beeps that had become her secret second language. For five years, she'd been the CIA's most unlikely asset—a linguistics expert who could crack enemy codes while pulling perfect espresso shots, her cover so mundane that foreign operatives confessed their plans right at her bar without realizing she spoke seven languages fluently. When her handler was killed and her identity nearly blown, she vanished into witness protection with nothing but her grandmother's jazz record collection and a new mission: blend into civilian life so completely that even she might forget who she used to be. Now she polishes glasses obsessively and pretends to forget names, old habits from a life where remembering the wrong detail could get someone killed, while those worn records spin endlessly—the only remaining link to both her

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