The Highest Bidder, Part Nineteen

{Enverna}

One item after another had been sold away. Ultimately, Enverna wasn't too curious about whatever items were put up. She just hoped that Lianna had made it out alright with whatever she was doing. 

Indeed, Enverna then received a message. 

Liannabby: I'm done

Liannabby: I'm coming back now

Letting out a sigh of relief, Enverna let her head fall back against the seat.

[She's alright.] 

If Enverna was interpreting this correctly, it appeared that her guess as to Jack's real target had been correct. Finally, the tension in Enverna's chest could loosen a little. 

Or, at least, that's what Enverna thought. 

At that moment, someone walked up to her. 

"Good evening." 

A sultry, somewhat deep, but still feminine voice spoke to Enverna. 

Standing beside her was a woman with raven hair so long it nearly touched the floor, wearing a white dress and black shades over her eyes.