the ad described. Unlike the glittering main entrance, this was

licants were already there, mostly middle-aged immig

r clothes were plain, her posture and the delica

of housekeeping. She wore heavy makeup and had a perpetually

se was serious. "Look, missy, this isn't a place fo

" Eloise's reply was simple

e name "Jane Doe." The resume section was almost entirely blank. "

her current state, any expl

bout to dismiss her, t

slightly curly hair, and amber eyes that held a playful glin

pression melted into a fawning smile. "Mr

her. His interested gaze

er face, which was striking even without a trace of m

sked, his voice a l

," Eloise

is lips deepening. "Jane Doe? A creative

Veronica. His tone was ca

d, but didn't dare argue.

jealousy and suspicion, assuming she had s

. She didn't understand why he was helping her. She r

caution. He turned to leave.

immediately returned. She shoved a gray cleane

boss likes you," she warned. "You don't do

out a word. She had the job.

and took a deep breath in the

oor, Julian Montgomery stood before a massive

ntered and hand

James's wife, Eloise Knight. This is a p

rity gala. She was a world away from the defiant "Jane Doe" in the basement,

nteresting. Very interesting. The great Mrs. James, working

story, but his instincts

oved a g