Chapter 33 Cooke?

• In the lively, music-filled bar, Zachary stood up and made his way towards the second floor. However, he was stopped by two well-built men in suits at the staircase.
• "Excuse me, sir. You need credentials to access the private rooms on the second floor," one of the guards uttered with a frown as he eyed Zachary disdainfully. His gaze soon shifted to the women dancing on the dance floor.
• Zachary couldn't help but smirk. Do I really look that shabby?