Chapter 117

Lyra was having so much fun. One second, she was breathless with adrenaline, vest warm against her ribs, hair slipping loose because the stupid tie had been pulling all night. Next, she was getting grabbed by some brute who sprayed way too much cologne on himself.

“Hey,” a voice said close to her ear. Calm. Official. “You’re out. You slipped back there. Come with me.”

Lyra straightened immediately