Diego moved closer, eyes locked on the woman in front of him.
He had to be sure.
“Alicia?” he whispered.
It had to be her. The way she smiled, the shape of her jawline, even the tiny mole under her eye, but something was different; she looked bold and fierce.
He tapped her shoulder.
“You can’t hide forever, Alicia.”
The woman turned sharply; it was Zoe.
Before he could speak again, Zoe raised her hand, ready to hit him in the face, but she immediately paused. Her hand just hung there in the air.
She remembered her warning. One more mess and she was fired.
She brought her hand down slowly, but her voice was loud enough to be heard over the booming music.
“You should drink responsibly,” she snapped. “Dragging people and calling them stupid names? You’re lucky I’m on probation. I’d
