Chapter 56: Night Out V
"Where did you find her?" Athena asked Sandro as she and Ewan arrived at the parking lot.
Her eyes widened in incredulity when she saw her friend in the arms of a subdued Zane.
What the hell had happened?
She looked at Sandro for an explanation, aware that she wasn’t the only one in this perplexing mix.
The reactions of Ewan and Sandro back at the club, when Zane insulted Gianna, made it clear that they too weren’t in the loop about the history between Zane and her best friend.
"Right there." Sandro pointed to a shadowy corner of the parking lot. "It turns out that before she came out here, she collected more bottles of alcohol from the bar. She’s really out cold now. The only stroke of luck we had is that none of these ridiculous men followed her or spotted her. It would have made for an entirely different story."
Didn’t she know? Athena looked at her friend pitifully. What had Zane done to wreck her this way?
Worse yet, what was Gianna doing in his arms?
She scowled at Zane.
Zane, looking almost innocent—if he didn’t have that "I-just-gobbled-a-box-of-chocolates" expression—lifted his hand in defense. "She wouldn’t let Sandro touch her. I had no choice but to step in."
"And why is that? Aren’t you her attacker?" Athena shot back, raising her eyebrows so high she might as well have launched them into orbit.