Whittaker 01 The Enemy We Know (2013) - Plot & Excerpts
The bad news was the first person I saw at the club was Sandra. I’d either have to face her or forgo a cup of badly needed coffee. She stood at the coffee bar—a fruit bowl in a sleeveless top that looked and clung to her fat chest like an orange peel. She’d had her highlights touched up, too, adding a lemony glow. The good news was that I was in the mood for a fight. “Wow, Letty, no offense, but you look like something the cat puked up. You weren’t out drinking again, were you?” Having been up all night brooding on the subject of dead flora, I probably did look like a hacked-up hairball. But the reference to my relapse was a low blow. Knowing she was all dolled up for Robert, I plastered a fake smile on my face and said, “Of course not. I had a lovely dinner at Chandlers. I just love their prime rib.” “Chandlers?” Sandra’s eyes narrowed at the mention of Robert’s favorite restaurant.
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