RYDEN

　　　 

　　　

　　　 

　　　

　　　 “How do you know these people?” I asked Nora as we got into a cigar room in another hotel a few blocks from where Ren was.

　　　

　　　 “Company parties, auctions, and galas my father wanted me to attend.”

　　　

　　　 “I guess there are benefits of attending some events.”

　　　

　　　 “You know for a fact there is.” She grabbed the man on the elbow when he sensed us and tried to escape. “Finlay.”

　　　

　　　 “You shouldn’t be here. You being a Webster isn’t welcome here anymore.” Finlay stole a glance at me. His olive skin seemed to shine in the light.

　　　

　　　 “Do you think I don’t know that? But I’m trying to do some...