NOLAN
“The party tomorrow is very important,” Luna said.
Nolan nodded.
“You can use some good publicity,” she continued. “And not any more of that secret altruism nonsense. We need an image of you looking like a proper prince, and we need it in the minds of the public as soon as possible.”
“I understand,” Nolan said.
“Do you?” Luna arched one of her dark, thick eyebrows at him.
That was a question that did not invite an answer. Nolan scooted to the edge of the couch and rested his elbows on his knees, putting his hands in a lazy sort of prayer position.
“I have invited some associates of your father to the party,” she continued. “People that you could stand to get on your side.”
Nolan nodded again.
“The time i
