Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina hit redial on her phone, and Luke's anxious voice crackled through the speaker. "Boss, big client alert!"

Josefina raised an eyebrow. "Which client?"

"The one who dropped a fortune on your self-portrait last time. Well, he's back for more."

Josefina let out a sigh. A self-portrait, again?

"Luke, tell this guy I'm swamped. I have no time for brushwork."

"Are you turning down cash? Since when were you not in it for the green?"

Luke caught on quick. Josefina was notorious for her money-making hustle. If she was passing up this payday, something was up. He whispered, "What's the deal? Is the art collector your nemesis or something?"

"You're overthinking it."

you've been the cash queen. No job is too big, and no fee is too small. What's the story this time? There's gotta be more to it, and I don't buy for a second

glass of juice, and replied with slight irritation, "Luke,

not

paused. Busted. He guessed

Can't say he doesn't have taste. You're top-notch, and him

do. Later." She ended the call and buried herself

tossed and turned in bed, rest eluding her. Her phone rang, its familiar tone prompting her to

Josefina got back, you've been

on the other end sent shivers down Lena's spine. Her teeth chattered uncontrollably, betraying her unrest. "It's like Josefina's onto every plan. My horse went berserk, which was probably her doing. She

was cold, dismissive. "Really? What is she, some kind of witch

her return, nothing's gone right. And today,

He hadn't expected his schemes to unravel so suddenly. "Stay your hand for now. I'll have someone look into

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