"Addie, there are too many paparazzi outside. Stay in and keep a low profile for a while." She grabbed her bag and headed for the door. "Don't worry. I'm settling this score tonight."
She couldn't help but curse under her breath. After rattling off a few quick warnings, she grabbed her camera and turned to leave.
"Wait, Nora."
I caught her arm, then reached up and tore the veil from my head without hesitation, my eyes burning. "Where is he? I'm coming with you."
Nora was a seasoned entertainment reporter. It didn't take much effort for her to shake the colleagues who'd tailed us all the way there.
The car pulled up outside the club where Jesse was. Not far off, Victoria Harbor glittered under a blanket of lights.
Prime location meant the place was crawling with trust-fund heirs looking for a good time, and the security matched. Tight. Professional.
Nora and I had our masks on, but the doorman stopped us both with a practiced smile. "I'm sorry, ladies. Without a reservation, we can't let you in."
Nora started to argue, but I pulled her back.
Right there, in full view of everyone, I removed my mask, revealing the face that practically everyone on the island recognized.