Chapter 34: Purge
As I finally calmed myself, Katherine pointed towards something—or rather, someone—she had just noticed.
A waiter.
He was carrying a bottle of what appeared to be expensive wine, preparing to serve the VIPs. He was still at the back of the stage, not yet visible to the crowd.
Before I could even react, Katherine moved.
Fast.
She launched herself downward, gripping onto a metal pole by the side of the platform to accelerate her descent. In mere seconds, she landed silently behind the waiter, blocking his path.
I was stunned.
I had never seen her move like that before.
It was effortless, precise—nothing like the playful, teasing woman I had known up until now. It was a side of Katherine I had never truly realized existed.
The waiter startled, nearly dropping the wine as he took a step back. Before he could cry out, Katherine closed the distance between them, placing a firm hand on his shoulder.
Then she whispered something.