Twin Dragons Resort
A Year Ago
One morning at 11 a.m. — it was the Fourth of July — Melissa received a text from Natasha:
Prince Calaf top flr 1 pm on time is late early is on time
This had to be Vasili! She’d been waiting for more than a month. And having been off her pills for most of that time, she was still on the upward spiral of a manic phase. Now she was exhilarated.
Her dreams would come true now!
She showered, perfumed, and powdered. As she put on her face in the mirror, she turned the thermostat down so she wouldn’t sweat. She was careful not to go too heavy with any of it. Hers was a natural beauty after all. She might be mistaken for his mistress, but never a hooker.
At half-past noon, Stan, the security muscle who often carried her massage table, gave a polite knock on
