Chapter 24 Masks and Monsters

The dress was a weapon.

Silk the color of blood clung to Ava's curves, slit high enough to tease and dangerous enough to distract. Diamonds dangled from her ears, borrowed firelight that shimmered with every turn of her head.

She stared at herself in the mirror of the Zurich safehouse and barely recognized the woman looking back.

Not the daug

            
            

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