Four
Grace waited until she was on the street to remove the mask. She didn’t want the cashier to think anything of her sudden transformation. They were a block up before she pulled everything off but the hat and stuffed it in the trash bin.
She turned to ask Heron if they were going the right way and started. “Heron!”
He didn’t look anything like himself. His perfect golden skin had been replaced with shallow, pockmarked cheeks. His full lips were now thin. And last but not least, those beautiful Tahitian blue eyes that she loved were dark brown, darker even than her own.
“Mr. Blue, actually.” A corner of his lips lifted. “I had to change my appearance too. Everyone knows I’m your assistant inspector. If they see me, they might take a second look at you. Can’t have that.”
He offered h
