Chapter 20

Knowing he’d better get moving, he stood, went into the bathroom, and not too much later dressed for the night. As the club wasn’t open, he opted for jeans instead of slacks, and a sweatshirt rather than his usual button-down one. He debated taking his car and decided against it. Going out to the balcony, he stood in the shadows so that no one could see him, went invisible, and took flight. In less than two minutes, he was at the back door of the club. He unlocked it, went inside, dealt with the security box, and walked up to Thorin’s office.

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Sand, sprawled casually in one of the chairs, was the only person in the office when Andre entered.

“This is how you play security guard?” Andre asked with a grin.

Sand saluted him, replying, “I wish.”

“Where’s Thorin?”

“Giving his friends a tour of the club.”

“I hope they didn’t give you any grief,” Andre said.

“Let’s say they didn’t threaten my life and leave it at that.”