And the only way to get in is to be invited. You need an invite, and you need a ticket… like the one Chess took with him.
My lips tighten. SixmonthsI’ve spent searching for their location, only to get shut down at every turn. I’ve searched every inch of this city, scoured it for any sign until I knew they’d gone. I spent weeks on the road, trying to find them before I admitted defeat and crawled home to lose myself in shitty bars and shittier life choices.
But if the address I’m staring at is right, Wonder isback.
And now that I know where it is, I’m not about to let a little issue like a fucking ticket stop me from getting the answers that haunt me.
5 – Hatter
Ikeep the plain black mask on as I stride toward the door of the seemingly empty warehouse.
They won’t bother to look at my face. They get paid too well to pay any attention to the array of high-profile faces that walk through the doors of Wonder. Many patrons arrive masked as an extra layer of security.
The men waiting at the entrance only care about the ticket.
You have a ticket, you get in.
You don’t have a ticket… they’re not so nice about it.
Nodding at them, I slide my hand into my pocket, searching.
Something clenches in my stomach.
Empty.
Frowning, I check my other pocket, my search becoming more desperate as the four security guards exchange smirks. “You lost, friend?”
“I—,”
There’s nothing there.
Shit.
My body goes cold as I think back.
If Ileftit there – if Alyss gets hold of it—
I turn, but Bishop steps forward, his hand gripping my arm as his other hand reaches up. “Not so fast. How’d you get the location?”
Fuck,fuck—
He rips off my mask.
And he pales, backing away with his hands up as he drops the mask like it’s on fire. “Fucking hell –sorry, Hatter—,”
The others do the same, giving me a wide berth. All except for Rook. He eyes me, a smirk spreading across the asshole’s face. “Does Red know her precious golden boy’s been out on the town? Never seen you outside the club, Hatter.”
My stare is stony. “Why don’t you ask her and find out?”
His mouth snaps shut at that. He might be a nasty cunt, but he’s not a fool.
No, the only fool in this party is me.
Heart pounding, I stride past them without another word and into the deceptively silent shell of a building, passing through a dilapidated corridor with a set of double doors at the end.
I can’t go back, not now. It was hard enough to slip out the first time. And when word gets out – when Red finds out that I wasgone—
I’ll be lucky if she doesn’t chain me to her fucking throne.
