closet. Rows of conservative, high-necked dresses and lo

ng the belt tightly around her waist. She grabbed a black, medical-grade silk mask from the dr

zed black sunglasses. Her

slid into the driver's seat of her Porsche. She pressed the ignition. The engine roar

t of the garage and merged into the bright Los A

to the sun-drenched pavement. The smell of expe

h-end outdoor cafe. She wore a skin-tight

g. The impact nearly knocked Athena's sunglasses off her face.

table. A waiter immediately dr

gallery, I will throw paint in his eyes," Annabel

ame still caused a sharp, involuntary pinch in h

bel grabbed Athena's wrist and dra

nal smile faltering for a fraction of a second when

ered away, feeling completely detached from the luxury around her. She

and picked up

s one suits

w, magnetic, and

ware of the Birkin slipped from her grasp and sla

lace, peering through the gaps in the

fit his broad shoulders perfectly. His jaw was relaxed. His eye

r blonde hair fell in perfect waves. She smile

e skin bag on a pedestal. She sho

inside pocket of his suit jacket. He pulled out a soli

in the sternum. The boutique spun ar

hadows of the display, but her shoulder blades

. Her eyes followed Athena's devastated star

. Her face turned bright red. She slammed the

light. She stood on her tiptoes and pr

ed for a second, but h

grabbed Annabel's arm, her fingers digging int

p of her purse caught the edge of a s

rack tip

ashed onto the marble floor. The shattering noise

in the st

, predatory gaze cut through the r