Chapter 78 From Boulder To Vegas

• HIRAM’S POV:
• My driver pulls up to the convention center in Boulder City, parking near a tree stripped bare by winter. The air bites a little—just cold enough to remind me it’s December. The streets are quiet except for a couple of locals strolling past. “Hang around, or you can come in with me,” I say to him as I look at the building in front of us.
• Above the entrance, a banner hangs: BOULDER CITY ART FESTIVAL 2024.