It had officially been two weeks since Christine arrived, and it was finally time for the event of a lifetime. Although she had been dumbstruck by the sight of me sharing a kiss with Theo, she was still kind enough to accompany me on this very uncomfortable journey.
Brooklyn was where Harold mainly ran his event business, managed by his secretary, Mary. Clearly, she was doing a decent job, because their company was well-known all across the U.S. The events they organized were spectacles remembered for weeks by guests and residents alike. According to one public review, the lights, music, and food were always perfect—almost as if they understood the human mind well enough to manipulate it through sensory cues.
It was at one of those events that I met the Ragdoll for the very first t
