music wash away the thinking part of her brain. Men approached, drawn like moths to th

r at least, she

blinked in five minutes. He track

g through the dancers, t

ss down on the t

of the dance floor. He said somethi

ezed past them with a tray of sparklers, creating a distrac

ck of the wrist. A pinch of whi

oor, it was

cony, it was

e shoved the table aside, ign

of the bank

back of the booth and

thirsty. The dancing

"My bad. Just let me buy you

out th

but the crowd had swallowed her. She

he said.

She drank half of it

s later, the

g into long, neon ribbons. Her knee

e was speaking underwater. He wrapped an arm around h

r tongue felt too big

arted dragging her toward the side exit, the

n't obey. Panic flared in her chest, cold and shar

op.

The hallway was quieter. The

Lance grunted, shifting his

for the ele

s wrist. A hand that f

spun a

est was heaving, his tie gone,

Her.

queak. "Hunt? Hey. She's wasted. She asked m

r, she saw a dark figure. A familiar

" she wh

the last thread

ack his fist and drove it in

, sickening cru

rd, slamming into the elevator doo