Uncorking the Truth

ROMAN

I adjusted my tie as I approached La Scala, the city's most exclusive restaurant. A swarm of paparazzi hovered near the entrance like vultures waiting for their next meal. Their cameras flashed the moment they spotted me.

"Alpha Vance! Any comment on the altercation with Alpha Sterling?"

"Is it true you're challenging the engagement?"

"Alpha Vance, over here!"

I kept my expression neutral and strode past them without a word. The maître d' recognized me instantly, bowing his head with practiced deference.

"Alpha Vance, welcome back. Your private table is ready."

I followed him through the dimly lit restaurant, aware of the whispers that trailed in my wake. The power of my reputation still preceded me. Good. I'd need every advantage tonight.

The private alcove offered a view of the main floor while remaining secluded enough for my purposes. Perfect for what I had planned.

"Your server will be with you momentarily," the maître d' said, pulling out my chair.