Page 42 of Dublin Charmer (Emerald Isle Mafia #5)

I straighten my bow tie, giving my reflection in the ornate mirror of the main hall one last appraisal. It wasn't so long ago that I was looking at myself in this tux, getting ready to crash a New Year's party on the south side and kidnap Billy Gravely's hacker.

Man, what a difference two and a half years can make.