Chapter64:

Daniel Peterson smiled at me over the glass of brandy he swished around, letting the amber liquid slide up the sides of the glass until it nearly spilled over. “How are you?” he asked, a casual air about him. I smiled stiffly, trying to swallow my nerves as he watched my every move as if I were on display at some famous museum. “I’m well, thank you.” I relied as civilly as I could muster, my gaze unconsciously darting to where my friends stood on the opposite side of the room. Wasn’t this man meant to be in prison? I mean, a few months behind bars isn’t nearly enough for what he had done to Kayla. I knew Ricky had said that he got a light sentence but that was just ridiculous!  “Ah, I see Kayla and Robert are here. And Violet and her punk boyfriend played really well tonight. Please commend them for me.” As if I would. I nodded and began to tear myself away from him, hoping to put as much distance between us and him as possible.  “I do not see Eric here. Where is Ricky?” he paused a fe