Shattered Illusions

Half an hour later, the sleek Mercedes pulled up to the front entrance of Illusion. Valets in crisp uniforms hurried to open the doors, ushering the trio into the warm, ambient glow of the luxurious restaurant. Valerie had booked their table well in advance, so the maître d’ guided them straight past the waiting crowd to an exclusive booth by the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city light