Zeenia's cell phone burst into life with a call from Henry's number.
"Now what?" Zeenia pulled it out and searched for the text message. Henry was not the type to contact her during her off hours unless it was...
"Manager, a big problem in the ballroom! Please Hurry!!"
"Eh?" Zeenia stuffed her phone back into her pocket and followed her uncle's route out of the restaurant and down the few corridors that dumped her out in the ballroom.
Henry and Charlotte were assigned to work there that afternoon, preparing everything for the wedding reception that Saturday. Presently the ballroom was empty save for the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and the folding table and chairs pressed against the walls. And Henry and Charlotte standing in the middle of the room, facing another person. 'Kev
