“Very method of him,” Kruger slurs, leaning against a pillar. He waves a hand toward his head when I turn my scowl to him. “Mad Hatter and all?”
I scoff, crossing my arms. My costume isn’t even all that revealing, but you’d swear I was just in my underwear how Kruger’s staring at my tits.
“Haven!”
I turn to the voice.
Teagan is shoving her way through a group of Silent Hill nurses. She’s wearing an eye patch, and there’s a plastic parrot taped to her shoulder. Must be some crap off one of those fast fashion sites, but she’srockingit.
“Teagan!” I grin as I grab her in a tight hug. God, it’s good to see someone from my old life.
Hilarious, how I thought I had it all figured out back then.
“What are you doing here?” I shriek over the music.
“Duh! Free booze!” she yells, holding up a red Solo cup that’s splashing everywhere.
She looks me up and down and whistles. “Damn, girl. You lookhot. Where’s that beast who was dragging you around earlier?”
“Getting drinks,” I say, trying to sound casual.
“He your boy-friend?” she teases, dragging out the last word.
“Yeah, kinda.” I hear my own words, and notice Kai’s friend standing a few feet away. The way he’s swaying, though, I doubt he’ll remember anything I say long enough to repeat it to Kai.
Although, kinda? Really?
“Kinda?” Teagan laughs. “He looks like he’ll rip out someone’s throat just for looking at you.”
“No, he’s just?—“
She cuts me off with a swipe of her hand, taking a glug of her drink before shoving it into my chest until I take it. “It’s so fucking hot in here.”
I snort, take a sip of her drink, and nearly choke to death. “Jesus, Teagan, there any mix in this?”
“Know what makes a good mix? Stomach acid.” She snatches the cup away from me like I insulted her. “Gimme.”
“Good God,” I mutter, clearing my throat. Felt like I just gargled acetone.
She’s not the only one taking full advantage of the free booze. I’m not sure who sponsored this event, but I’m getting the feeling they hold stock in a rehab clinic…or they traffic organs and didn’t want to go to the hassle of using roofies to drug their victims. I saw several blackout drunk students on my last trip to the bathroom.
It’s not just college kids who’ve been lured here. I spotted a few guys in their early thirties, and a female coach from AHC.
Thank God Bastian didn’t decide to show.
Sanctuary is the perfect hunting ground for him.
“So where’d you two meet?” Teagan asks.
“What?” My attention snaps back to Teagan, my cheeks warm. “Who?”
“You and—” she gestures vaguely “—Beast Boy.”
“Oh, we, uh…” I take a sip from her cup as I try to compose myself, grimacing when the alcohol hits the back of my throat. “It’s Kai. I told you about Kai, didn’t I?”
Teagan squints at me. She’s wearing a lot less glitter than I am. I run a palm over my chest, trying to wipe some of it off, but that just makes Kruger pay even more attention to my tits, so I stop.
“Kai,” she says slowly. “Kai…”
