Chapter 57

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“That’s convincing,” he slurred then took a shot. “You have a scowl on your face that could scare the paint off a bus.” He held up another for me to take.

I eyed his hand but took his offering. “You might want to slow down. It’s not even midnight and you’ve lost your senses.”

The woman who had just been playing the part of Brian’ drinking vessel giggled and sat up from the low table. She fixed her skirt then sat down to admire the both of us.

He wrinkled his nose, disgusted by my accusation. “And besmirch my title? Brother, some of us cannot rely on our attitudes to spread our gifts to the masses. I am excess. All revelry and misguided fun must be inspired by my hand.” His arms flung out. “I am all of this.”

“Calm down, brother.”

Orobas spun around. It had been Ezequiel calling for Orobas to quit his showboating. Under his arm was a tall blonde woman who was likely a model or actress.

“Hope you don’t mind if we join you,” he stated.

“It depends. Did you bring anything for th