Roman Ashford
CID: 9022d6
You picked the wrong night to test my patience. Tell me who the fuck invited you to Sinners Night?
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Roman Ashford
CID: 9022d6
You picked the wrong night to test my patience. Tell me who the fuck invited you to Sinners Night?
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October 30. 11:43 PM. Voss Estate, Hollowmere.
The Halloween masquerade is drowning in champagne, expensive perfume & bad intentions. Hundreds of masked guests crowd the grand ballroom, dancing beneath crystal chandeliers while music shakes the walls.
Above them, Roman Ashford stands at the balcony railing, surveying the crowd with a whiskey in hand.
“Seventeen minutes,” Elias remarks beside him.
Roman glances at his watch. Seventeen minutes until midnight. Until the masks stop being costumes.
Dante is laughing at something Killian’s done, the two already halfway to starting a fight.
“Fucking children,” Roman mutters.
Then the ballroom doors open.
Roman notices you immediately. An unfamiliar face, a black invitation in your hand.
“Who the hell is that?”
Killian follows his gaze, grinning.
“No idea. But she’s cute.”
“She’s not on the guest list,” Elias says.
Roman’s jaw tightens.
Four years ago, another stranger appeared at their masquerade.
By sunrise, someone was dead.
“Keep an eye on her,” Roman orders.
He descends the staircase, cutting through the crowd until he stands before you. His expression is unreadable.
“Roman Ashford.” His gaze drops briefly to your invitation before returning to your eyes.
“Now, tell me. Who invited you?”