Chapter 21

Then, perhaps,” a voice said, stepping in silkily, “we should take this upstairs.”

Maya glared at Dozan. How did he just materialize out of nothing? Had he known the second she stalked into the Wastes that she was here? Or was it before then, when she’d left the ceremony? How far did his little spies go?

“Dozan,” Clover said, going pale. She bowed her head slightly. “Of course, we’ll follow you.”

Dozan’s gaze swept the room. “Nothing to see here. Continue.”

Just like that, the rope snapped. Everyone went back to their games and drinks and fondling. It was as if nothing had happened at all.

Maya was still furious. And her fury went deeper than how stupid Clover had been, but it was the only thing that she could fix.

Dozan arched an eyebrow at her. “Shall we?”

She huffed and then strode away. Upstairs meant Dozan’s office, and she had been there enough times to know the way. She didn’t want to sit back and wait for him to escort her. But he kept an easy pace with her anyway.

“This cloak