C23 The Dress that Strangled Hope
The man remained a silhouette against the darkness, his voice a low murmur as he addressed the stylist. The disregard for her questions, the blatant dismissal, was the final straw. Fuelled by a surge of desperate anger, Nadia abandoned caution. She forgot that she is standing in the house of people who murder humans for a living.
She stomped towards him, her voice shaking but resolute
