He laughs. “A private event this big makes double what we’re usually pulling. Your fiancée must have a lot of friends.”
Fucking Anya. I should have known she’d do too much. Now, I have no choice but to check it out for myself.
At least, that’s the excuse I’m going with.
“Point me to the bar,” I grit out. “Time for me to make an appearance.”
Rooster has one of his men guide me through the back hallways of the club. When I emerge into the main belly of the place, I see it’s absolutely crawling with people.
“I’m going to kill Anya,” I mutter to myself.
The only benefit to the mass of people is that I’m able to blend in easily. I slip into the mayhem and carve a path from the bar towards the dancefloor.
Yasha should have told me what I was sending Cora into. The moment he got here, he s
