Chapter 349

Serena's POV I slipped into the underground bar, my eyes struggling to adjust to the perpetual twilight. The music, a relentless, primal beat, pounded against my eardrums like a physical assault. This place was reputed to be the most fluid hub of information, but the deafening din and the greasy stares that clung to me made me question the wisdom of my decision. But I'd come this far. Turning back now would just mean another sleepless night, haunted by unanswered questions. "Well hello, beautiful. Drinking alone tonight?" The bartender's gaze traveled slowly, explicitly, up and down my body, lingering a little too long. Ignoring his leering gaze, I pulled out my business card and placed it flat on the grimy bar counter. "I need to speak with your boss," I said firmly, my voice cutting through the bass. The bartender's expression shifted, almost imperceptibly, the moment his eyes landed on the card. His smarmy smile vanished, replaced by a flicker of wary respect. "Ms. Serena? Follow me