Vinnie took off the formal attire she had worn to the press conference and changed into a dress she pulled from the bag on the passenger seat. A few minutes later, her phone rang. After the third ring, she answered, and Ruben's harsh voice demanded, "Where are you? Are you alone?"
"Of course," she replied. As she glanced at herself in the mirror, she let her long hair cascade over her shoulders and gently removed her professional makeup with a cotton pad.
Then, she applied a lighter, more natural look, finishing with a touch of orange lip gloss. In the reflection, she saw a woman in a white shirt and pleated skirt, a reminder of her appearance years ago when she had just graduated.
"I've made some preparations. I believe you'll be satisfied. I also bought your favorite Mexican burrito,
