CHAPTER SIX
Our greeter gave us a bright smile that stretched across his pale face. He had short dirty blond hair and wore a long, elegant jacket over a frilled white blouse. His trousers were the dark color of his coat, and his black shoes were so shiny they reflected my surprised face. He stood about my height and inspected us with a look of his own surprise and curiosity.
When he spoke, it was with a slight accent that I recognized as French. “Good evening, Duncan. I see you’ve brought quite the surprise for me.”
Duncan nodded. “We have a new guest among us. Adi, this is Julien Beaumont.”
Julien bowed his head to me. “A pleasure to meet you, mademoiselle, but I am still very confused.” His gaze lingered a moment on my left eye before he returned his attention to Duncan. “H
