Unlike the previous banquet, this one wasn’t held in the city center but at a villa on the western outskirts.
Amelia didn’t ride her battle axe motorcycle this time. After packing her medical kit and the invitation, she took a taxi.
Was it just her imagination, or did this invitation seem a little different?
As she sat in the taxi, Amelia was deep in thought.
The driver, on hearing the destination, was visibly surprised. "The Caesar in the west suburbs isn’t a place just anyone can go. I’ve heard that only high-ranking figures are invited there today. Little lady, are you…?"
"Just going to get my face seen," Amelia answered with a soft smile, her long black hair flowing around her face.
The driver chuckled. "I figured as much. A young lady like you certainly isn’t just going there
