Chapter 12

“I have no idea, but dang, she’s a knockout – charisma for days.”

As the woman disappeared into the distance, the buzz of the crowd settled into a hush.

Miranda tugged at Jerome’s arm, her voice playfully whining, “Jay, what were you staring at? You must be beat from that business trip. Look at those bags under your eyes. Let’s Júst head home and get some rest, okay?”

Jerome’s lips curled, “It’s nothing. Let’s go.”

Miranda prodded further, “Why are you suddenly in such a good mood?”

Jerome glanced toward the exit, “Suddenly, the weather seems nice.”

roguish grin spread across Jerome’s handsome, scholarly face. Suddenly, he felt this stagnant life of his might just start to get interesting. He was looking forward to it.

back of the nanny van, Violet asked Quintessa, “How

look of ecstasy, “The familiar homeland, the familiar air

wind slipped through her fingers as if she could grasp

on the day she left, she had

chimed in, “Don’t you just want to make a

gaze was stunning

assassination attempts. Now back in town, how could she not turn

swallowed.nervously, thinking if there ever was a siren in human form, it had to be her. Violet patted Quintessa’s hand, “No rush. You’re my ace in the hole now. Rest up, and I’ll take you

you make

cunning of a tiger She had been

only pity was that she had left her old agency

I picked out a couple of scripts for your

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and one movie. We’ll start with auditions for Fitch Frost’s new project.

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