"I'm Seyah." He smiled, the edges pinched. "I'm here every night." He glanced upward and Robin spotted a camera's eye blinking red from the corner of the ceiling.
"You work here?" she whispered. When he nodded, still smiling the non-smile, she asked, "Are you okay?"
Seyah stepped away from her. "You know, I can see you're not really into this. You have a lovely evening. I know you'll find someone here who will cater to your fantasies." He disappeared into the throng of dancers.
Robin considered going after him, but he was obviously scared of something. She glanced around the room again, feeling unsettled. The music felt too loud now. The flashing lights made her head pound. The movements of some of the dancers looked too jerky, like marionettes being pulled around on strings, with their
