Night had fallen, and Bastien was heading up to the bedroom. He wore black dress pants and a white shirt. When he entered, he saw Kate in a blue velvet dress with a low-cut back and plunging neckline. For a moment, he forgot how to breathe. Kate lifted her gaze and walked toward him.

—What is it, darling, do I look bad?

—Heavens, Kitty… you look stunning. —Kate smiled and kissed his lips. Then she picked up a black bow tie, placed it on Bastien, and helped him with the cummerbund and jacket of his tuxedo.

—You look perfect, darling. More handsome every day.

—Shall we?

—Let’s go.

They went down the stairs, where Brice was waiting. They got into the car and arrived at the event. They sat down and enjoyed a beautiful evening. In the middle of it all, masked men stormed in, and Bastien immediately shielded Kate. Brice took Kate’s hand and led her away, with Bastien following.

—Well done, Brice. Let’s go.

Brice looked Bastien straight in the eyes and injected him with something.

—I’m sorry