Chapter 7 A short time later he had led her to a spare guest room and had ordered his assistant Lizzy to help her feel at home, to make sure she had all she needed – including a change of clothes and some toiletries; after all, she had left Jericho only to visit Black Jack, not to stay away for a few days. In hindsight, Heather had to confess that if Constantino had made her shiver, then this Lizzy had freaked her out. She was a beautiful Asian woman with long, jet-black hair and green eyes, but they were cold as ice and seemed to pierce right into Heather's soul and strip it to its core. Somehow that woman was always invading Heather's personal space, rubbing her shoulders against Heather's whilst walking or bending forward so that her hair was brushing over Heather. Little things like that, but happening frequently. And from day one she seemed to be everywhere that Heather was. That was just creepy. Heather was even convinced that the Asian woman was in her room during the night, watching her…
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