Chapter 91 Ninety-one

"Bring the top-shelf drinks. All of them," Kael ordered the breathless hostess, tossing a heavy black card onto the table.

Within minutes, the table was covered in high-potency vampire liquor and rows of glowing neon cartridges. Kael didn't pace himself. 

He knocked back a dark, viscous shot of synt...

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