Chapter 72 – Trapped

Sebastian made his way to the men’s room, walking leisurely as he looked at the priceless works of art that adorned the walls. On his way back, he noticed the waiters guiding a couple of diners as they left the hall. Several of the tables were already empty and the rest of the guests were also starting to leave. He looked at the rest of the diners. They were all on their last course, except for a couple or two who were still finishing their main dish. He then looked at their table. His friends were quite lively. The rest of the tables around them were already empty.

‘Perhaps they got offended by how noisy we were.’ He thought to himself.

Until he saw one of the waiters rope the area off.

Seb felt a chill run down his spine. He hurried back to their table to warn his friends, but it was too late.

He watched as Dorin took a bite off the fat éclair he was eating, gulping as he looked at Seb, and fall unconscious on the table