AMARIS POV
Fifteen Minutes Earlier I slipped out of the banquet hall, heels clicking softly against the marble floor as I made my way down the dim corridor. My destination was the same café where Theron, Manny, and I had gathered after Manny's lecture. I climbed the stairs, only to find the upper floor cloaked in darkness. The café was closed.
“Great,” I muttered under my breath, exasperation curling around my words. “Now what?”
Fishing out my phone, I called Manny while continuing my slow walk through the quiet corridor. Maybe I’d misunderstood. Could he have meant a different café? Was there another one nearby? The thoughts crowded my mind as the dial tone rang on… and on… until the call finally dropped.
Perfect. Just perfect.
Maybe his phone was on silent?
I was halfway through a
