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way, Trevor.” Her green eyes reflected her unbending will on the issue. “I appreciate the offer, but it’s bad enough that Jeff’s involved. I don’t want anyone else on Campanella’s radar. He’s a bad guy. A really, really bad guy. I’ll get the money on my own somehow.”
    “You’re right.” Trevor slapped a palm to his forehead. “I’m sure you will, actually. You’ll soon have more money than you’ll know what to do with. That’s what I came over to tell you. Marcus called. He wants you to come back to Vancouver and run through some more songs with the rest of the group. But Stephen says it’s pretty much just a formality. Sounds like you’re in, kid!”
    Stunned, Avery stared at him for a moment, letting the news sink in. “I can’t believe it!” She finally blinked. “I didn’t want to get my hopes up. But Brutal Strength! Woo-hoo!” After the initial moment of elation, her smile faded. “But what happens when they find out I’m not really a guy, Trevor?”
    So far, she had gone along with the plan, not really believing anything would come of it. Frankly, she hadn’t been thinking straight since Justin died. Between this charade and the Campanella thing, her world seemed to be collapsing in on her from all sides.
    “Look, Avery,” Trevor replied, his gaze serious and steady on hers. “Bottom line, it was your music they liked. Marcus and Stephen believe you have what it takes.” He pushed his glasses back up his nose. “Seriously, whether you’re a man or woman is irrelevant. Jobs should be merit based.”
    “Uh, yeah in a perfect world, right?”
    “There’s no doubt, Marcus is a Neanderthal. That’s why I don’t feel too bad about deceiving him. I say, we stick with the plan. Tell him the truth after you pay Campanella back. It’s really a win-win situation for Brutal Strength, anyway, because they get you.”
    She rolled her eyes at him.
    “All true, kid. You’re a helluva guitarist. And when everyone finds out you had to pretend to be a man to get in the band, the publicity will be huge. Bigger than when Lady Gaga dressed up like a guy for the Grammys. The public loves controversial stuff like that. They’ll eat it up.”
    Avery knew Trevor was mostly right. And anyway, she was out of options now. Joe Campanella was not the Bank of America. He didn’t just threaten, he acted. She’d experienced that firsthand. Getting the extension had bought her a little time, but where else could she come up with that amount of money in time? Like it or not, she had to let things play out.
    She nodded reluctantly to Trevor. Being a guy for one afternoon hadn’t been all that difficult. Extending it out a little longer shouldn’t be too hard. She knew how men acted, having been around them all her life. They were definitely lower maintenance than girls. “What’s next?” she asked. “I know you, Trevor. You always have a plan.”
    Trevor smiled fondly. He reached out and fingered a long strand of her copper hair. “This will have to go. You can’t wear your hair up in a hat all the time, you know.”
    Avery breathed a sigh of resignation. It’s not a big deal . Hair grows back , she told herself.
    Trevor took a step back, fingers under his chin, studying Avery head to toe. “This is way outside my area of expertise. It’s going to take more than just a ball cap and an oversized shirt for your disguise to hold up to day to day scrutiny. We’re talking major transformation. I say if you’re going to be a guy, Avery, let’s make you the best looking one we possibly can. And I know just who to call.” Trevor pulled out his cell phone, scrolling through his contact list. “Here it is. Ricardo Benito. The best celebrity stylist in the business.” He tapped in the number.
    A woman answered, “Studio LA, can I help you?”
    “Yes, I need to speak with Benito.”
    “I’m sorry, sir. He’s with a client.”
    “Tell him it’s Trevor. It’s an emergency.”
    “One moment,