Next, he removed the addition to his cheeks and ducked his face into the water. In minutes, he washed away the Walter Curry appearance he manufactured when he dealt with his assets. Glancing at the mirror again, he studied his altogether nondescript face. A single scar ran parallel to the underside of his right eye. It wasn’t discernible most of the time, unless someone looked closely. At thirty-five, he could make himself look anywhere from his early twenties to his late fifties.His cropped close and typically dark hair appeared salt and pepper from dealing with the Kingston situation. A good shampoo would correct the lingering color. With precision, he stripped his button-down shirt and suit pants. He hung everything up, leaving it on the rack for the housekeeper to collect.Fifteen minutes later, showered and shaved, he strolled through the three-level townhouse in search of the files he’d brought home. Rubbing the back of his neck, he carried his briefcase and its contents back to his bedroom and left the towel slung over a wooden chair back before sprawling on the bed.
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