Chương 41: Chapter 41

Other authors joined us, and we chatted about spies and aliens, cowboys and paranormal creatures. Fortunately, when Schutt and Ballard arrived, there was no room at our table, and they had to sit elsewhere. I happened to notice Ballard take the glass of champagne from the server who’d offered it to me, simply because I’d continued observing her. Once a spook, always a spook.

The server hurried out of the room. It would have made more sense for her to get another tray from the bar.

The musicians began playing “The String Quartet No. 2,” and I dismissed her actions.

“Doesn’t anyone care to dance?” I asked Ms. Conroy. The dance floor was surprisingly empty.

“I do.”

I grinned at her. “In that case, fair lady…” I pushed back my chair, stood, and offered her my arm. “May I?”

She rose gracefully, placed her hand on my arm, and we strolled to the dance floor.