Chapter 87- Terrible Fucking Idea

Amberleigh had always imagined The Mad Hatter was an older man with crazy hair, crazy suits, a Joker smile, and a top hat. Well, she only had two of those features right about the man sitting in the plush chair grinning at her in an unsettling manner. He was wearing a purple velvet suit and looked like one crazy mother fucker for sure.

However, the king pin was maybe thirty-five at the most with a shock of red hair and red stubble. But the most disconcerting thing was the fact Amber recognized him. But he’d looked different then. It was only a month or so ago, but then he’d had brown hair, almost military in style. And he also hadn’t looked like a cat about to devour a canary. He kept that grin on his face as Amber processed. He obviously recognized her too.

“Blaine?” she spat out, “what the fuck?”

“Forgive her Hatter. She has had a long day. I apologize,” said Giovanni quickly.

But the Hatter waved his hand magically. Like all was forgiven.

“No need to apologize Cavallo Nero. I’m su