Aria
My eyes went round, and Mason gaped at her. “Is it confirmed?” I asked, and she nodded. I shouldn't be too surprised that Kendrick was going to the masked ball, but hearing that it was confirmed made it a little too real.
“How did you find out?” I wondered how she did and came out unscathed.
“I got him drunk like I said I would. The bastard was too drunk to even lay a finger on me, but he wasn't too drunk to answer some of the questions I asked.”
I heaved a sigh of relief. Thank the goddess for that. “I couldn't get much from him though,” She continued. “He passed out before he could even tell me what his plans for the ball were. I'm sorry you two.” She apologized, and Mason and I shook our heads.
“Don't apologize. You did great,” Mason said, and I nodded in complete agreement. “
