Chapter 487 A Night of Reckoning

• The early summer sun spilled over Astoria, bathing the city in golden light. The vibrant energy of May was in full swing, setting the perfect tone for the day ahead.
• Inside the hotel room, Celia stirred awake, stretching lazily. A quick glance at the clock made her sit up abruptly—2 p.m.?!
• Her alarm had been set much earlier, yet someone had conveniently canceled it. She had a pretty good idea who the culprit was.