Chapter 73

Beatrix's point of view

The Mercer mansion gleamed like a jewel against the night sky, every window ablaze with light, every entrance adorned with arrangements of fire lilies and black orchids. Limousines lined the circular driveway, depositing New York's elite in a parade of designer gowns and custom tuxedos. Security guards with earpieces and impeccable suits directed the flow of gue