The dinner party was finally over.
William emerged looking unnervingly sober, his piercing eyes clear and his stride steady. But when he handed us the room key and told us to settle the bill, Deputy Stevens and I exchanged a knowing glance. Our Apex was completely drunk.
Amanda, seeming more composed tonight than she had yesterday, hurried to William’s side. Her steps were quick and delicate as she tugged at his arm with a familiar ease that
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