Snow stared in confusion; she wasn't expecting any kind gesture from anyone. Marose turned to the waiter and told him to return the drink.
“That would be rude, Marose; the gentleman is just nice.
“But Mr Bruce will not be if he hears of this.
“And who is going to tell him?
“I will not, but these men in black will tell him everything, including how you smiled back at him, and you know the outcome will be terrible.
The waiter was still standing beside Snow, waiting for an order to pop the bottle open or return it.
“He sent a note, ma.
The waiter wanted to hand over the note to Snow but one of the guards intercepted it.
“Are you crazy? Why did you do that?
“I’m sorry, ma, but I just wanted to make sure it was not something dangerous.
“Give it back this minute.
Snow collected th
