Chapter 154: Prometheus Ball
Jackson Detectives Agency
Levi and Marco sat in the slicked blond’s office; Mrs. Whitehall stood by their table pouring them their afternoon tea when out of nowhere, the door swung open, causing the older woman to jump and spill some of the tea.
The three turned to look to the person at the door, Sam.
Levi scanned her immediately, recognizing the expression on her face.
"Is there something wrong, Sam??" Marco asked, concern evident by his tone. While Levi raised a curious brow at the woman, her eyes were filled with excitement, and she couldn’t help the silly grin spreading on her lips. She was ridiculously happy for some odd reason, Levi thought.
"Good afternoon!" Sam greeted cheerily, entering the room and bee-lining to the slicked blond. She handed him an envelope, which he inspected immediately.
"And nothing’s wrong, Marco," Sam assured while declining Mrs. Whitehall’s offer for tea. The older woman made her way slowly to the office, closing the door behind her.
Marco nodded, relieved, and turned to watch the slicked blond inspect the envelope. He noted that Levi’s eyes widened for a second in surprise as he read the glossy paper. "What’s in the envelope?" the bearded man asked, curious as to what caused such a reaction from the usually indifferent psychologist.
Levi reinserted the tickets and turned to look at the redhead,
"Congratulations," he said casually, earning a wicked grin from Sam. She leaned forward, looking at his chiselled face, "So, do you want to join me?" she asked excitedly, smiling from ear to ear.
"Are you inviting me?" the Irishman asked, surprised by her offer. He noticed there were two in there, but the event’s exclusivity caught him off guard. While Marco frowned at the two’s exchange, what the hell was in the envelope?
"Absolutely!!! If you’d join me!" She stated, voice squeaking in sheer excitement. "Will you come? Will you come? Tell me you’ll come?!" she said, standing from her seat and jogging excitedly in place, waiting for the blond’s reply.