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She deserved everything she got.
It didn’t take Lyla long to realize that Curtis had to have been in on the con from the start. When she got the call from Paul to say she’d be required to go to the Prem Halloween party, she hadn’t been surprised. The Wild West theme was an excuse for the guys to carry guns, because she’d eat her braids if a single one of them weren’t thrilled to have an excuse to carry fake weapons… at least she hoped they were fake.
The Native American costume that had been couriered to her was short and low-cut, but as she entered the studio that had been cleared for the in-house party, she saw that she was in good company.
“The restrooms are in the east corner,” the guy at her side, Ivan, said. “You can use those, but you are not permitted to leave this r
