Bitter Blood

Tristan gave me a deep, searching look. "Did you find what you were looking for?"

I couldn't quite put into words the mix of emotions swirling inside me—part relief, part sadness, but mostly a bitter, almost absurd sense of irony.

I shook my head, then nodded. "Thanks. I'll take you out for a big dinner tonight. I've already booked a table at the revolving restaurant."

Tristan raised an eyebrow. "