Shadows of desperationDesmond wandered through the dimly lit streets, his mind swirling with conflicting emotions. He had left behind the hostility of Queeny's house, but he also felt a deep sense of loss. The woman he loved was still inside, torn between her loyalty to her mother and her feelings for him. He couldn't blame her – Queeny was her mother, after all, and he understood the complexity of their relationship.As he walked, his thoughts turned to Tiger and the danger that lurked around every corner. The pursuit was relentless, and Desmond knew that he couldn't afford to stay in one place for too long. He needed to keep moving, to find a safe haven where he could regroup and plan his next move.The moonlight cast long shadows on the ground, mirroring the uncertainty that gripped Desmond's heart. He felt lost and adrift, unsure of where to turn or what path to take. But as he continued walking, his mind began to clear, and he found himself drawn back to the one place that felt

Shadows of disgraceDesmond felt a surge of nervousness, but he was willing to try anything that could sway Queeny's perception of him. They hatched a plan to sneak into the gala, using whatever means necessary to bypass security and the watchful eyes of Tiger's men.As the night of the gala arrived, Desmond and Millicent found themselves dressed in borrowed clothes that they hoped would help them blend in with the other guests. They approached the grand entrance of the hotel, their hearts pounding with trepidation.The grand ballroom was a whirlwind of elegance and sophistication, the air filled with laughter, music, and the clinking of crystal glasses. Queeny stood in the center of it all, her regal posture commanding attention from every corner of the room. She mingled with the elite, exchanging pleasantries and maintaining an air of unshakable authority.With Millicent's charm and quick thinking, they managed to convince the security guards that they were part of the guest list. O