Chapter 52 La Serata Nera

• I didn’t know much about La Serata Nera. I had only seen glimpses of it on television—rich, powerful men in expensive suits, their wives and girlfriends dressed like queens. It was a night where secrets were shared behind polite smiles, where alliances were made, and enemies pretended to be friends.
• And now, I was going.
• Evening arrived quickly, and before I knew it, Hailey was in my room, holding a black shimmering gown. It had a high turtle neck, long flowing sleeves, and hugged the body just right. It was elegant but not too revealing—thankfully.