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Chapter 262: High Alert

Author: Megan Matthews
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Crispin goes on high alert, his body becoming stiff and his arm jerking my hand with the sudden change of demeanor. "What?"

Katy isn't fazed. She raises a hand and rolls her eyes. "You know, walk around and get people excited for the event. Talk of how much fun the games are. Talk the men into spending a bunch of money at one table. Get them playing the games. Help them order more drinks. Drunk people spend more money. That's a scientific fact."

"Is it?" It makes sense, but I doubt Katy looked up her statistics in a scientific journal.

Katy shrugs. "I know, but it sounds good and Pierce's family is paying for the alcohol so we need to drink a lot."

Wait. The Kensington family donated alcohol to a charity event trying to raise money to buy the bed-and-breakfast out from underneath him? It makes no sense, but there's no time to question Katy because another couple comes up behind us. The woman wears a beautiful purple dress, the fabric ending right below her knees and showcasing
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