TRINITY

I enter the Night Stalker with Bash gripping my hand. I had to bribe him to come with me. As always, this club is jam-packed.

This club has been closed for weeks due to the incident that happened with Mr. Tennings.

“Over here!” My eyes fix to where the voice comes from. Our friends occupy the two L-shape black leather couches, facing each other at the left corner of the Bar.

“Thank God! I thought the two of you are going to bail us,” Lizzy says, rises from her seat, and gives us both a hug.

“I was planning to, but Trinity bribed me that I couldn’t say no.”...