The hotel room was too nice.
Holden stood in front of a full-length mirror, adjusting the collar of an expensive black jacket. The fabric was smooth and tailored perfectly to his shoulders, but it felt completely wrong on his body.
"You look handsome," Maeve said from the doorway.
She was already dressed in a clean blue dress that their handler had given them. Her glasses were clean and her hair was brushed for once.
"I look like I'm about to ask someone to dance," Holden muttered.
"That's the point."
Renna burst into the room without knocking. She was wearing a deep green gown that was actually quite elegant, though she had already managed to get a small stain on the hem from what looked like a pastry.
"Okay I know I said this was a murder party but I have to admit the dress is really nice and the hotel has these tiny cakes in the lobby that taste so good. I had four of them already and I'm not even sorry, also Lyra looks amazing."
