The Limousine Interrogation

The privacy partition of the armored Mercedes-Maybach was sealed shut, dividing the luxurious passenger cabin into an intimate, darkened world of black leather, tinted glass, and heavy silence. Outside, the rain lashed against the windows as the chauffeur navigated the gridlock of Fifth Avenue. Damian sat across from Serena on the wide captain’s chairs. He had discarded his masquerade mask, tossing it onto the console. In the dim amber glow…