Chapter 17 Threats
- A picture of me coming out of the car with Alex and Sam, another one of me shaking hands with Mr. Blake, me talking to one of my colleagues, me dancing with Adrian. And the last one, me standing with Tiffany and Emma with a glass of orange juice in my hand.
- Looking up, my ardent eyes glanced around.
- No one suspicious. Everyone was busy with their drinks and chatting.