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that she was just a presence.   Her tight black minidress and high black boots made her taller than she already was, and her cheekbones
were high and prominent. Her voice was soft, with just a hint of an accent that
I couldn’t place, like maybe she’d lived several different places and this was
the result.
    She reached into her bag and handed me a tube
of mascara without even asking if I needed it. I hesitated, and she looked over
at me, her big blue eyes blinking with innocence and surprise, like she
couldn’t believe someone was hesitating before taking something from her.
    I thought about what Kalia had said about
not bothering the model, but then I figured it would be rude not to.
    “Thanks,” I said, breaking it open and
fixing my eyes.
    When I was done, I handed it back to her.
    “What’s your name?” she asked.
    “Avery Buchanan,” I said.
    She turned and raised her perfectly
shaped eyebrows at my last name.   “Are you related to Cole?”
    “I’m his stepsister.”
    “Oh, my God!   Of course. You’re Avery!”   She shook her head.   “I always wanted to meet you, but
Cole…” she trailed off, like she was trying to tread lightly.   “Well, he said things with his family
were complicated.”
    “You know Cole?” I asked.
    She nodded and rearranged the makeup in
her bag before zipping it back up.   “Yes,” she said.   She paused
and looked at herself in the mirror.   “I’m Lucy by the way,” she said.   “Lucy Caro.”
    Lucy Caro.   The name reverberated through the room, almost as if it were
echoing.   Lucy Caro, Lucy Caro,
Lucy Caro.   It was the name Jeffrey
had mentioned to me back at the restaurant, the girl he’d asked me if Cole ever
talked about.
    “Nice to meet you,” I managed.
    “Nice to meet you, too.”   She rearranged her hair around her
shoulders, then turned away from the mirror to look at
me.   “Did Cole…has he ever
mentioned me?”
    “No.” I shook my head.   “Why?   How do you know him?”
    I held my breath, hoping she was going to
tell me something useful, something that might give me some idea of what Cole
was hiding.
    But she didn’t.
    In fact, she said the last thing I would
have ever expected.
      “He was my fiancé,” she said, her voice soft and wistful.   “But we broke up.”
    The floor shifted under my feet, and my
legs felt wobbly. I grabbed the edge of the counter for balance.   “You were engaged?” I managed.
    “Yes.”   She took a deep breath and raised her chin in the air, her
eyes hardening into steely determination.   “But I’m going to get him back.   No matter what it takes. ”
    And then she walked out of the bathroom,
the door swinging shut behind her.

 
    End of Book Four
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