CHRISTOF
Panel after panel, speeches padded with buzzwords, founders shaking hands like they were afraid their wrists might break. Pepa charmed everyone she wanted to charm, sprinkled her glittery diplomacy over the crowd, and occasionally whispered commentary into my ear that nearly made me laugh out loud at the worst possible times.
Roman moved through the event like he was casing the joint. Not suspicious, he seemed curious, the way a wolf is curious about a fenced yard. Polite smiles, casual questions, nothing incriminating… but his eyes were always calculating.
His presence here was odd, but you know what? I was going to capitalize on it’s usefulness. A man like Thorn didn’t show up to events just to “observe.” He was here sniffing around for leverage, opportunity or trouble. Whi
