“Your Majesty?” gasped a familiar voice in surprise.
Janet’s eyes narrowed and she noticed how Nick purposefully moved so that his body obstructed the man’s view. She quickly tied the bedsheet so that it was in a firm knot over the front of her chest. There was no way she was risking being expose. Janet quickly reached to make sure her black lace mask was still in place.
“What are you doing here?” Nick snarled out, his body trembling angrily.
“I-I-thought it was Jerrod,” stuttered out Walid, looking pale-faced and wide-eyed.
To be fair Nick had gone to great legnths to resemble Jerrod tonight. He'd even temporarily dyed his hair a shade lighter.
“That still doesn’t answer my question,” Nick clipped out. “Are you a member here?”
Walid shifted uncomfortably under Nick’s scrutiny.
