Page 98 of Black Reign

Her dress is on.

She looks happy.

Terrified.

Beautiful.

And deeply suspicious when she sees me.

“Oh, good,” she says. “Security has arrived.”

“I’m checking on the bride.”

“No, you’re not.”

Isa grins.

“He’s checking whether Vesper came.”

I look at Kane’s future wife.

“You told everyone.”

Hannah turns carefully in her chair.

“I was informed that my wedding has apparently become the set of the next Jason Bourne movie because Xavier invited an anonymous hacker from the dark web.”

“The Veil is not the dark web.”

Four women stare at me.

I reconsider.

“Not exactly.”

Isa claps her hands.

“I think it’s adorable.”

“Nothing about this is adorable.”

“You invited her to a wedding.”

“While intoxicated.”

“So romantic.”

“I was surrounded by idiots.”

Stella walks over carrying champagne.

She is, as usual, the least excitable person in the room.

“Has she responded since receiving the invitation?”

“Yes.”

Four sets of eyes sharpen.