CHAPTER 40
LAUREN MOSS
“Are you listening to me?” I hear Sasha’s voice.
“Uh-huh,” I reply.
“Yes,” Apia answers, and we can already see the girls right in front of us.
“Get into character,” she orders, and I sigh.
“Hi!” Apia and I exclaim as we approach them, and they look us over from head to toe and smile.
“Hi, newbies…” one of them says, and my heart sinks. “What are your names?” the other asks.
“Heleninha,” Apia replies, and she smiles.
“Alice,” I say, leaning against a nearby post, taking out some candies from the little purse I carry. “And yours?” I ask, chewing and offering them to the girls.
“Isabel,” the one who asked our names responds.
“Márcia, but I prefer to be called Má!” says the one who called us newbies.
Both are dressed seductively and exaggeratedly. Both in
