SOUND: Soft jazz from a hidden speaker. Ice clinking in a crystal glass.
Now, with her perched on the arm of his leather chair, her thumb tracing the vein in his wrist, Marco felt invincible. He also felt the faintest pinprick.
Serena stops. She tilts her head. Her smile doesn't waver. Lethal Seduction
SERENA (30s, breathtaking, wearing a rain-soaked trench coat) smiles. A single drop of water trails down her cheek like a tear.
She slid the empty syringe into a hidden compartment in her garter. From her clutch, she pulled out a sleek phone and typed a single message: SOUND: Soft jazz from a hidden speaker
You said you wanted to see me.
We can talk. But I find men are more honest when they're distracted. He also felt the faintest pinprick
And that was his first mistake.
Last week, three of my men met a woman. None of them met the morning. Where were you last Tuesday?
Nico opens the door.