Chapter 82

"You look great," Casey said, looking me over in admiration.

I smiled, appreciating the compliment. "Thanks, Casey," I said as I patted her shoulder. "You look like a princess."

She laughed as she smoothed her hands over her dress. "I feel like one."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I opened it and a man in a black tuxedo and tie with a long trench coat overtop was standing on the other side. "We're ready, Miss Collins."

I nodded, and then turned to Casey. "It's time. Are you ready?"

She laughed as she picked up her guitar. "As ready as I'll ever be."

The bodyguard took her guitar case from her and he and two more men, dressed exactly like the first, escorted us down the hallway to the elevator, but only the first stepped inside. The other two guards took the other elevator.

A moment later, the doors opened to the lobby, where the other two bodyguards were already waiting.