Sierra Ainsworth took a look, asked nothing, and simply obeyed. "Okay."
"I heard on the bug that she's planning to eliminate both of us tonight," Nora Ainsworth said, handing her a pistol. "It's silenced. Take it. It's loaded. There's also a knife. It's very sharp. We don't harm those who don't harm us, but if anyone comes for us, there will be no escape."
It was the first time Sierra Ainsworth had ever touched a gun. She quickly hid it, along with the knife, and nodded at Nora.
"Don't leave my side at all tonight. I'll have men stationed at the entrance, waiting for us."
"Okay, Sis."
As the Capital of Valeria, Draconia naturally had a vibrant nightlife.
The singles' gala was held in a famous club.
The attendees were all dressed to impress, the women stunning and the men dashing.
Each hoping to show off their best assets.
And sure enough, Catherine Callahan's attire was so stunning it was impossible to look away.
