Chapter 46. Bottoms Up

Savannah’s POV

Sitting inside the black limousine, I gaze up at the glistening neon sign that reads “Euphoria.” My heart flutters with anticipation as both Harlan and Logan stretch their hands out to me as they open the car door. I take both their hands and they lead me to the entrance of the club. The line outside stretches around the block, but our names on the exclusive guest list promises a night of excitement and adventure.

“Welcome to Euphoria, Mr. Kaiser, Mr. Kaiser, and Miss Wilcox,” says a tall guy in a dark suit as he greets us at the entrance of the lavish club. “These are compliments from Mr. Reiner.”

The guy holds out a tray of three drinks. The liquid is colored mystic blue and I smell a familiar scent.

Is that moonshine?

“Thank you,” Harlan says politely as he takes two glasses and hands one of them to me. Logan picks up the last glass and proposes a toast.

“Cheers,” he beams. “To a lovely night.”

“Cheers,” Harlan says