2019, March 26th
Paris, France (Zoey)
I was up early that morning. Aaron and Cassandra had promised me a complete picture of everything that had been happening over the last two days. It was just as well, because as it turned out Aaron had a mission for me today.
"What is all this?" Cassandra asked, as she watched the suite being filled up with dresses, shoes, handbags, jewellery, the works.
"They’re for Zoey," Aaron answered. "For our little visit to The Honey Trap."
"I see," said Cassandra, giving Aaron a funny look.
"What’s The Honey Trap?" I asked, still groggy eyed.
"It’s—" Cassandra began.
"We’re just going to have dinner there tonight," Aaron answered, holding up a dress to my body.
"In that?" Cassandra and I asked together.
"You wanted to be in on what was going on,
