CHAPTER 41
Several years later
She clicked up to the front desk, precariously balanced on her high heels. The man behind the counter raised his head from his computer screen. His eyes went first to her face but then traveled quickly to her business suit and designer handbag. He curled up his lips. “How may we help you today?” He laid both hands in front of him and sat perfectly still.
She looked around and appraised the double chandeliers, the large mirror hanging in its ornate mahogany frame, the hand-designed rugs splayed out for all to see. Once satisfied, she nodded at the proprietor and extended her card. “I am the president of Morning Pleasures. We plan and promote parties for some of the most prominent local businessmen, whose tastes extend to the ... more delicate members of the
