Chapter 12 - The Whispered WarningAs the waiter moved through the crowd toward Eleanor and Sarah, Sarah’s sharp eyes noticed something subtle. The waiter’s hands were trembling slightly, and he kept his gaze fixed strictly on one specific glass on his tray.

Having worked in service for years, Sarah instantly recognized the nervous demeanor of someone doing something wrong.
"Excuse me," Sarah said politely, stepping directly into the waiter’s path before he could reach Eleanor.
The waiter froze, his eyes darting frantically around the room. "Can I... offer you some champagne, Miss?"
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"I’ll take that specific glass," Sarah said calmly, reaching toward the exact glass he had been holding for Eleanor.
The waiter panicked, accidentally dropping the tray. The crystal glasses shattered onto the floor, spilling liquid everywhere.
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