The party was still in full swing when Afton arrived. Blue and green strobe lights highlighted the couples on the dance floor as they gyrated to the fusion music coming from strategically placed loudspeakers. Dev and his band had the night off. Even at two am. the club remained thick with patrons, and everyone seemed to be in costume, from the cute to the bizarre. Before she even headed for the stairs leading down to the tables, Afton bumped into a man dressed as a gray-green gargoyle, or at least she thought to be a man. Another person turned out to be a Cleopatra impersonator who had a live boa constrictor wrapped around her neck.
Afton paused for a moment to observe a Samurai warrior with a sword through his bare torso, the hilt at his chest, the blade peeking out of his lower b
