Dante’s POV

We ended up at an underground nightclub. The kind that only the elite can get into. The lineup was long, but we managed to slide right in and were escorted to the VIP section. The music thrummed its bass-heavy beat as the barely dressed crowd moved in rhythmic unity. As soon as we were seated, Paul and Nathan disappeared into the crowd to say hello to some old friends.

Do not leave my side,” I said to Kimmy and Morgan. “Not even if you have to go to the bathroom. The bathrooms ...