Clarabell's POV
With a tone that was both excited and nervous, Ivy said, "This is crazy, even for us," as she straightened her blazer. She looked edible, so delicious. Like a snack. And yeah, “no homo”, as the hood guys say. I was straight but I could appreciate the female beauty when I saw it. Deal with it.
I shot back, looking at her in the mirror of the glass doors of the office building. "It's not crazy," I said. "It is essential."
She arched an eyebrow. "Necessary? Because it's perfectly acceptable to enter Alexander Gray's shell firm under false pretences as interns.”
"Do you think of something better?" I sprang back, tugging at my skirt's hem. “You stated it yourself: the Red Hand is using this location to launder money. We must go directly to the source if we want answers. This
