“Are you sure you want to play this game with me right now?"
Niles got annoyed, but he didn't dare to disobey his brother. Despite his unwillingness, he sent the photos of Blair to Wesley.
Wesley got up to his feet at once. He went to a quiet corner where he sat down and Lit a cigarette. He smoked silently, enjoying his wife's photos.
Blair was wearing a black strapless evening gown, a shiny necklace and light makeup with red lipstick. Her brown hair was tied back in a simple ponytail.
In the first photo, she was holding a glass of red wine while talking to a woman. Her face was adorned by her beautiful smile.
In the second photo, she was drinking wine, her head slightly raised, revealing her neck.
Wesley had to admit Niles took great photos. He felt good looking at them.
He kept on enjoying the photos. In the next one, Blair was chatting with a group of people. He was about to move on when he saw a hand out of place.
Wesley zoomed in the photo. A frown formed on his face. The hand was placed on Blair's waist, too big to be a woman's.
Wesley's hand shook a little. The photo he was looking at snapped back to its normal size. He was unable to tell whose hand it was by just looking at the picture
He found no other trace of the said hand in other photos, so he called
Niles.
"Where is she?" He did not beat around the bush.
Niles knew who Wesley was referring to. He scanned the area but didn't find Blair.
"Huh? This is strange. She was just right here."
"Go find her!" Wesley ordered.
“Okay, okay. Is everything alright?"
Wesley remained silent on the other end of the line.
“Don't hang up.”
“Okay, sure." Niles went to look for her everywhere, but he still couldn't find Blair. Both she and Orion were nowhere to be found.
He walked past a corner, and there he heard a familiar voice.
"Of course."
Niles remained quiet as he extended his neck to see where the voice was coming from. He saw a man pressing Blair against the wall by a window.
It was pretty dark, and Niles was unable to make out Blair's face. The two looked quite intimate.
Before he could even say anything, Wesley asked, “Have you found her?"