Chapter 13

The arrival of the guest of honor turned the ballroom into a sea of straining necks and hushed, frantic whispers. Chloe stood on her tiptoes, trying to catch a glimpse of the man everyone was gravitating toward, but the sheer volume of the crowd blocked any view of his face. All she could see were the broad shoulders of men in expensive suits and the fluttering silks of women trying to get closer. "I'm done," Chloe said, dropping back onto her heels and turning toward the buffet tables. "I...