FrostNight in the desert comes late. The sun beats down on your head, trying to fry your brain and all your other goodies all day long. But when it’s gone, it’s gone, and a deep chill creeps in to replace the sun’s aggressive rays. The grounds around the Mansion were no different from anywhere else, either, and the coolness had already settled over the place by the time the party and auction had begun.
Despite it not being anywhere close to October, or Halloween, Daddy Williams had decided that tonight was going to be a masquerade ball, complete with costumes. Just by glancing around the ballroom mixer, it was pretty easy to decide who was a guest and who was there as part of the Mansion’s entertainment staff.
The guests were, of course, mostly men. Among the twenty or so men, expensive
