Alexander
"I see this is about Clara, isn't it…?"
"Yes, Clara met with me again."
…
Those were the words that defined the entire conversation, the words that kicked off the speech with which Hale completely ruined my night, my peace of mind. Everything.
The glass of whiskey remained untouched in front of me; I hadn't even touched it. I was too busy trying to understand what the hell Hale had just told me.
The elegant atmosphere of the Black Club was unbearable that night. The murmur of the background music, the sound of ice cubes clinking in glasses… everything seemed distant. Distant… Because my mind was still stuck on a single sentence.
"Clara met with me again."
I rested both forearms on the table and looked directly at Hale.
"What exactly did she say?"
Hale let out a
