Chapter Five
Marina ended up being right. By nine, the party was something I had only seen in movies or rock videos. The classical music was now blaring trance remixes of top forty music. People were swimming in the pool, sometimes n***d, as other people did shots and stuffed their faces in the kitchen. The mansion was somehow even more crowded by the time it hit nine. Bodies crammed the rooms, dancing and talking loudly. My guess would be party crashers, seeing as everyone is too drunk to notice people coming in.
It is the perfect time for me to start asking around about Rich. Since the conversation with Mr. Smithson, I only saw him briefly, flirting with a model in the kitchen when I was going to get Marina another drink. Luckily he hadn’t noticed me and I managed to get out before dea
