Annabel
"Ohh look at this!" I squeal excitedly, fingering a brilliant red ruffle dress hanging on a mannequin. The silk moves through my fingers like liquid and I sigh as I imagine stepping into it. The shop attendant that has only been too happy for help since we got here steps forward, congratulating my taste and listing all the reasons why I should get it.
"You're right. I would totally light up this dress." I say. She excuses herself to get me the dress in my size and I flit to the next item, a brown leather jacket hanging off a rack. The next jacket in the assortment is suede and after a casual perusal, I move back to the first. The attendant comes back with the dress which I collect and dump over Detective Holloway's arm. If looks could kill...
He has a mountain of clo
