Chapter 77
- I went straight to the study, pushing the heavy door open to find Zayne inside. He was leaning back in one of the leather chairs, a glass of amber liquid in his hand, the bottle sitting open on the table beside him.
- “Why’s the calm and reserved brother drinking alone?” I asked, stepping in.
- Zayne glanced at me, then reached for another glass. He poured without a word and slid it across the table toward me. “Join me.”