chest.
“You knew her?” I had asked.
He had smiled faintly. “A long time ago.”
That was all he said.
Now, watching Victor charm the donors, a cold suspicion began to grow inside me.
Something was wrong.
The gala’s main ceremony began at eight.
Hundreds of guests filled the central hall. Reporters lined the back wall. Board members sat in the front row, polished continue reading …
