One Last Shot

The harsh light of Saturday morning pierced the tall windows of the lavish east wing chamber, illuminating a scene of stark, depressing frustration. Normally, a day like this meant the four arrogant Henshaw cousins would be nursing hangovers, swiping black cards at high-end boutiques, or planning their next extravagant clubbing adventure. Today, however, they slumped onto plush leather sofas, wall