He seems amused by the threat. That would infuriate me if I weren’tdistracted by the fact that I still can’t spot Wren. Her friend is down there,grinding provocatively with some big, hairy beast with piercings all overhis face.
Could she be in the restroom? That has to be it. I need to get eyes on herimmediately. Pavel and Aleks are both here, each manning a differententrance, and I’m certain that if they’d seen her roaming, they would haveinformed me already.
But what if Cian did something to them? What if he knew we were comingand prepared a strike? What if he —
The curtain rips open in the middle of my frenzied thoughts and Wrenwalks in. I sigh—relieved on one hand that she’s fine, and irritated on theother hand that she’s here. Impeccable
