Ava stared at the ornate invitation in her hand, the words Exclusive Visionary Seminar: Julian Ashcroft Presents The Future of Love embossed in obnoxiously shiny gold lettering. The font was so dramatic it practically screamed, "You're not smart enough to be here."
"This is a bad idea," she said, shaking her head. "An incredibly bad idea."
"Oh, don't be so dramatic," Mei chirped, standing at the tiny kitchenette in their hotel suite, calmly stirring a pot of tea with the serenity of someone who had never considered consequences. "It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"For what? Getting arrested for impersonating strangers at an elite tech event?" Ava shot back.
Ryan leaned against the doorframe, sipping his coffee with a grin. "She's not wrong. Besides, crashing this seminar sounds kind of fun. Haven't done something this sketchy since law school."
