Chapter 55

VANCE

“Was that…”Viktor points a finger between me and the pile of liquor on the floor. I smell like shit. Horrible shit but I couldn’t help but laugh and sway on my attempt to roll back to the couch. “Okay. You’re definitely a bad drunk, Vance.”

“Uh! You’re so noisyyyyyyy,” I muttered. The room spun—slow and ugly—and I hated that it didn’t stop when I glared at it.

Viktor crossed his arms, starin