Regina, reeking of alcohol, sat alone in the tavern until dawn before finally making her way to the hotel. Just as she was getting ready for work, her phone chimed with a text message. It was a hospital bill. Seeing the 200,000 dollar charge, Regina’s heart lurched. Immediately after, Mabel called.
“Don’t worry about the money. If you need more, just let me know. But I’m calling to ask you something else. Do you want to join my livestream tonight?”
Hearing this, Regina felt a flicker of interest, but thinking about the bar, she politely declined. Mabel, however, understood her concerns. “I know you’re worried about the bar. Don’t worry, I’ll talk to the manager.”
Reassured, Regina’s hesitation vanished. Although she wanted to confront Dylan about the drugged drink, survival felt more pr
