Noah's POV

FEW HOURS BEFORE

Joshua has just left... I sat alone at the counter staring at the crowd.

The party was huge, and numerous people turned up. Some were from another continent just like him, but unlike him... They came to make connections and find partners.

"Noah Reynolds? Mr. Reynolds?" No sooner than I turned away, an older man came up to meet me. He had on a corporate suit, with a small smile.

In his hand was a glass of whiskey. "I thought it was you." He said again when he was close enough.

I glanced at his face only once before turning away, twirling the contents in...