Chapter 18
Ashley couldn’t help but wonder if Bryan knew even half the people who arrived to wish him well. The party was small—smaller than most at least—and held in a rather exclusive club, but all the smiles and congratulations seemed genuine enough, if a little distant. Ashley stationed himself near the bar, waiting to catch sight of Jenny. He skimmed the room with his gaze, but he never saw even the hint of her. Occasionally Yvonne would flutter by, and he would ask if she had anything to report, but she kept insisting there was no sign of Jenny anywhere.
He waited for nearly two frustrating hours before he finally decided to call it a night. It made sense that Jenny wasn’t there. She hated the parties, these weren’t her friends, and she probably wanted to avoid him. The thought sen
