“In the exclusive River Crest district, strategically placed lights marked a sweeping driveway that led to one of the area’s many mansions.There was just enough chill in the January air to provide the perfect excuse for the female occupants of the arriving limos to don their favorite furs. Fully aware of how dramatic she looked in ermine, Tara had chosen an ermine jacket.One side slipped, baring a white shoulder when she moved to exit the limo’s rear door, then paused to address the chauffeur. “...Remember—you are to be back here promptly in one hour. I won’t need to stay longer than that.”Privately she thought an hour was too long, but to leave sooner would be an insult to the Holcombes, her misguided but well-intentioned and well-heeled hosts.Accepting the assistance of the liveried attendant, Tara stepped from the limousine and continued straight to the front door. The murmur of many voices, intermixed with the tinkle of crystal, greeted her when she walked into its spacious foyer.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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