ENRIQUE WATCHED SARAH Louis walk away, then collapsed into his chair with a thump. What had just happened?
Every other applicant had been far too happy to tell him how honest and hardworking they were. They often had un–ironed clothes and badly groomed hair. They had not impressed him with their declarations of self-worth. Instead, Sarah refused to list off her qualities, knowing that her attitude and appearance spoke for itself.
She was impeccably groomed. Blonde hair that had been brushed to glisten. Even in the strange light of his office, it was the color of sunshine. Her hair was so long it reached halfway down her back, but she had clipped it back to keep it from falling in front of her beautiful face.
Her eyes were a dark blue, fringed with long eyelashes.
She had worn masc
