Page 149 of Black Reign

I know which one I believe.

Still, I remove a clean evidence pouch from the emergency kit hidden inside my security case.

Drew watches.

“You carry those at weddings?”

“I carry them everywhere.”

“That's profoundly weird.”

I package the glass.

Rose separately.

Note stays with me.

“Anything else?”

He studies the chair.

Then reaches down.

“Wait.”

A strand of blonde hair rests against the black fabric of my jacket.

He lifts it carefully.

I stop him before he touches it.

Another sample.

Another deliberate gift.

“Don't.”

His hand freezes.

“You think she left that too?”

“I think Vesper doesn't do anything accidentally.”

Drew whistles.

“She really likes screwing with you.”

“Yes.”

“You love it.”

I don't answer.

Because right now, surrounded by Kane's wedding, staring at the physical evidence of a woman I've wanted to find for years, the truth is dangerously close to yes.

A shadow falls across us.

Jalen.