I threw on a cloak and rode the Jack. It took me a while to search the address but then I stopped in front of a huge building. It was beautiful from outside. I handed Jack to the man in the stable and paid him the fee. I made my way inside the building. My search had brought me here. In a hotel with a lot of men and women enjoying what looked like a ball. They were drinking wine and chatting. I even knew a few faces.
Then I saw him. He was surrounded by a group of women my age. They all were looking at him with awe. He was laughing and talking. He was handsome. Chiseled jawline, long lashes, angular features. His mouth was perfect and soft. I caught myself staring. I wasn't there to admire him. I needed answers.
"Zander McCarthy!" I said in bold voice and threw back the hood of my cloak.
