Epilogue: Bain
I woke with the worst headache of my life.
Considering the vague memories I had of some seriously poor decision-making, not a shock.
More surprising, I wasn’t alone.
That was how wasted I’d been. Two pairs of staring eyes hadn’t roused me, because I’d been in a state of unconsciousness much deeper than sleep.
Their presence was a mystery.
I’d hardly been in any condition to issue invitations before I’d passed out, and I couldn’t imagine in what reality I’d have thought it a good idea to contact these jokers.
My two visitors stared down at me with matching looks of amused disgust.
I would never hear the end of this.
“I hear we missed the intervention,” Dex said.
My mouth was so dry I wasn’t sure I could speak, and when I tried to nod, my head felt like it was splitt
