What the hell is Susanne doing here? Anna's brows furrowed as she studied the woman from behind her glasses. I saw the news of her arrest when we returned, she was sent to the female detention facility… Even if she was later placed under house arrest, there's no way she should be walking around so freely like this.
Driven by a growing curiosity, Anna leaned forward slightly. She needed to find out what was going on.
Turning to face the empty bar, she adjusted her headscarf, making sure not a single strand of hair or feature of her face was visible. Then, lifting her empty wine glass to her lips, she began to fidget with the stem—her eyes on the glass, her ears straining to catch every word exchanged behind her.
"I'd watch your tone, Suzy," Sebastian said, leaning back in his seat, arms folded across his chest with lazy arrogance. "I was the one who bailed you out. Not your family. Not your friends. Me. Even your own parents weren't willing to pay for your release."
