Chapter 90: He Needs a Drink

This was the first time the goblins were touching Ben's life and he didn't know why. He probably could use a drink. He went back to the conference room, following Sean, who poured some Irish whiskey into two shot glasses. He slid one to Ben and one to Dani. She sipped this one. Ben downed his but held onto the glass. He didn't want to be completely wrecked for this conversation.

"Okay. So, you're all gargoyles?" Dani asked, looking at each one of them pointedly.

They all nodded. The she downed the rest of her shot. "Well, interesting to know that my life's work has been for nothing. I'm not even sure I want to know what other conspiracy theories are true."

"All of them lass. All of them."

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The whiskey had seared its way down Dani's throat. She didn't want to flinch in front of the men, but she did gasp this time. Maybe she should slow down. Being plastered would not help the situation. Whatever that situation was. She couldn't even wrap her brain around, well, anything.

She rubbed a