CHAPTER 37
Five hours later
LACHLAN
By the time I make it to the Upper West Side, it's nearly two in the morning.
The symptoms of the scuffle I had earlier tonight have finally kicked in on the long cab ride over. With the built up adrenaline draining from my blood, I feel twitchy—like a bull ready to charge.
I'm exhausted but wired.
I'm nervous but focused.
Sabrina's safe and sound and sleeping over Sophie's for the night. After being properly fed and drinking their fill, my fellow groomsmen and the rest of the wedding party got the all-clear to head back home.
But not me. No, me? I'm on a mission.
I take the taxi to a building I know well—a building I've been to quite a few times already.
Drew's penthouse, a place I often visit when I'm in town, is easily the swankiest house I'
