TWENTY-SIX
“Heard you had some fun today.”
Leaning in to the mirror in her new hotel bedroom closet, she couldn’t see him. From the direction of his voice, she guessed Zairn was loitering in the doorway.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Roxie said, full of innocence as she swiped on some more mascara.
After spending the last few hours of the flight in the party room with Astrid, both conversing and assessing how ill the documentary guys were, the five of them disembarked and got into a car.
Once they were tucked in the vehicle, everyone else left the plane. Zairn lingered at the bottom of the stairs. A few seconds passed before he got into the second car with Ogilvie, Tibbs, and his two other Rouge guys. In that car, Ballard sat up front, on the passenger side it looked like.
