Chapter 44 – Ava Meets Kristie
- OSCAR GRAY
- My arrival was met with silence. I took in the scene before me, unimpressed.
- Kristie, draped against the seat in a lazy sprawl, half-drunk and playing the victim. Wilson, lounging with that ever-present smirk, watching it all unfold like a spectator at a private show. Gerald, composed as always, studying the situation with an air of detached amusement.