CHAPTER 3Alina wasn't that keen about attending Silverstone's Christmas staff party but Jocelyn Weston, one of the other junior lawyers with the firm, persuaded her to go. She grimaced as she stared at her reflection in her bedroom full height mirror and pulled the top of her gown top up a little. Damned if she knew why the dress code had to be so formal.
She heard a cough and turned to see her father, Stan Hanlon, standing by the door. She turned and grinned. "I hate these formal so-called parties, Dad. I'd rather just have a friendly get together at a small suburban restaurant."
"You'll knock them dead, Alina," he said. "I see you in a business suit every day but that gown is perfect."
"Not too revealing?" she whispered.
"Not by today's standards. I remember when I took your mum out
