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I could pretend to be an aspiring model Sure, I could "Um, yeah"

She still didn’t look all that convinced But she picked up the phone and pecked in a couple numbers "Eva? There’s a" She looked at me "Name?"

"Samantha Day"

"There’s a Saave her your card?" There was a pause, and the receptionist looked at o on in Third office to your left"

My mouth went dry "Okay, thanks"

I walked down the hall nervously I had to remember that I wasn’t helpless here I was a nexus, and if she was a deet the truth I could defendshape

I stopped at the door, which opened in front of ave ed, with auburn hair, paler highlights and, although I was no expert on the subject, she wore a designer suit that easily could have been featured in a Vogue spread

"I didn’t give you a card," she said "I reht I wasn’t playing this gaer than I had to

She frowned "Jordan?"

"Jordan Fitzpatrick Redhead Way taller than ht not help pinpoint soht Jordan" She shook her head "I was very sorry to hear what happened to her friend Your friend, too, right? Such a shaaze over her from head to foot It was so hard to tell if she was a demon I couldn’t exactly ask her to lift up her blouse so I could see her i direct eye contact with non "She stopped by earlier, but she’s gone Wanted to ask me a couple questions Seemed so upset Poor kid I tried to help, but I couldn’t do much, I’m afraid Look, Samantha, I’m very busy I’m about to head out to do a sweep for new talent We’re looking for girls for a last-minute show at the Trinity Mall this weekend It could be a oneti?" I eyed her warily

She looked at ency"

"I’deterrent in that particular industry

Her curious expression turned confused "Then what are you doing here?"

"Looking for Jordan"