The Seventh Victim
“It was their time to sit back and enjoy. But for reasons Lara could not explain, the shop set her nerves on edge. She wasn’t sure if it was the smell of the polishes, the searching eyes of the technicians, or the simple fact that this was a reminder of a world she’d left behind.In Seattle, she’d adored being fussed over. She’d worried about her hair, her makeup, and her nails. She had looked good in those days and known men always gave her a second look, which had stoked her feminine pride. May...be that was at the heart of her unease today. She didn’t want to be noticed by anyone, especially men, and primping would make her more noticeable.Cassidy came through the door seconds after her and laid her hands on her shoulders. “You look ready to bolt.”Lara glanced into the line of chairs and mirrors in the salon. “I am.”“Good Lord, Lara,” Cassidy said, laughing. “This is supposed to be fun. You look like you are about to be shot.”Lara dragged fingers through her hair.MoreLess
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