Wednesday, December 29, 2010
He looked neither left nor right, remaining typically expressionless. Deadly dark eyes silently commanded the driver to continue on to his destination.
"Good evening, Madam," Rico bowed as he opened the door for her.
"Rico," she said curtly.
She trailed a faint smell of cigarettes, booze and Shalimar.
Once in the elevator, she quickly punched penthouse.
The tiny bell announcing her presence alerted the butler. He quickly scrambled to the slowly opening door.
"Madam?" Giles greeted her with a solemn questioning look.
He reached for her coat as she strode by, barely catching the mink before it hit the floor. In the next second, she took off her leather gloves then slammed them to the floor.
"Leave them," she commanded.
"I am done."
This is for Magpie #46. Thanks Willow.
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