The hysterical laughter echoing from the cathedral floor was a grating, terrible sound. Desmond Vance writhed under the heavy grip of Vivienne’s security detail, his eyes wild and bloodshot as he stared up at her.

"You doomed it!" Desmond crowed, his voice cracking with manic delight. "You doomed

The silence in the cathedral was absolute, save for the ragged, uneven sound of Desmond Vance’s breathing. Pinned to the cold marble floor by the heavy hands of Vivienne’s security detail, his previously immaculate tuxedo was twisted, the bowtie hanging limply from his collar like a broken noose.

"No!" Desmond’s scream tore through the cathedral, a raw, guttural sound of a man watching his entire universe collapse. He thrashed violently, ignoring the heavy hands of the guards pinning his shoulders to the marble. "This is a forgery! It's a lie! I went to the clinic in Geneva myself! I gave th