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The Highest Bidder
Jana pulled up to the security gate and waited as an armed guard approached. She glanced at the mirror one more time and blew out the jitters. Her long blond hair was smoothed back in an elegant bun and she wore a flowing sarong skirt that blended into the island atmosphere. The guard leaned toward her open window and his eyes glided across her exposed leg all the way up to the hip. That’s right, she thought. Get a good look. He may not have been the person whose attention she sought, but the effect was exactly what she had intended.
“Step out of the car, please,” the guard said as he adjusted the shoulder strap on his submachine g*n and slid it to his side.
Jana got out and the guard motioned for her to place her arms out wide. He used a handheld wand and waved i
