link and clicked through to the rest of the Yahoo News story about the death of Alec Davis. It had been one month exactly since the attack. I couldn’t say I’d really gotten over it, but the bruises around my neck had almost faded. A good thing too, as I’d just about run out of turtlenecks to wear to work. Yeah, I was back at OmniWeb. After my agent tried to kill me, I figured my modeling days were over. While it had been nice to play the center of attention for awhile, Kya Star was no more. Because, honestly, there really hadn’t been anything all that wrong with Kya Bader to begin with. Sure, she’d had ample practice at being a doormat in her lifetime, but that didn’t mean I had to throw her out entirely. She had a lot of good qualities too. And the moment I’d seen death hovering on my horizon, I’d made a promise to myself to discover them all. The news page loaded, Alec’s Redford good looks filling the screen. I tried to ignore them, instead focusing on the print beside it.
