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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
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Chapter 335 Stand Out in a Crowd
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Esai Alvarez had been in gun fights, knife fights and good old fashioned fistfights, but what he was about to do scared him much more; he was walking into a beauty college in a strip mall to get his hair done. He had always been to barbers, but the hairstyle he had in mind was too complicated for a barber.
When he told the receptionist what he wanted done to his hair, she'd looked at him, his hair and then back at him clearly skeptical. A few minutes later, he was sitting in a chair with a plastic cape over him. His transformation was just beginning.
He'd come up with the idea to radically change his look. He might not be as handsome, but he was willing to sacrifice looks to stay alive until he worked out his current problem—being hunted by the Mayans and SAMCRO.
A young woman in her twenties came over to him and listened as he explained what he wanted. She left and returned with a large ring with swatches of artificial hair in at least thirty different shades from the palest blonde to the darkest black. He immediately found the platinum blonde shade he wanted. He didn't want wheat blonde, pale blonde and especially not Jax Teller blonde. He wanted rock star platinum blonde.
When the idea came to him to dramatically change his appearance, he'd gone to a drugstore and looked at the hair color products. Changing the color especially to such a light shade from his dark brown hair seemed like it might be beyond him. He thought going to a beauty college would give him the best possible outcome.
Six hours later, he emerged slightly dazed from the process. It had been an ordeal. Changing his hairstyle had taken less than fifteen minutes. He had the sides cropped shorter and had the top left longer. The color change had been a nightmare complete with chemical burns to his scalp.
Before she could make him a platinum blonde, she'd consulted with the instructor. She'd applied bleach to lighten his hair several times before applying the stuff that would make his hair platinum.
All the beauty school students came over to look at his now platinum hair. It wasn't about him. It was all about how his hair had been transformed into that head turning platinum blonde.
Next, he went into a clothing store and got new clothes. He'd had to ignore his own instincts. No more biker looking clothing. He was now going with a different look—camouflage both in clothing and to fit into his new environment.
With khakis, a camo shirt, a lightweight wind breaker jacket to hide his shoulder holster and Sig Sauer and a pair of mirrored sunglasses, he could pass his mother and even his father and they wouldn't recognize him.
He hadn't realized how bright his hair color would look against his skin, but it was so startling it drew people's attention to his hair and not his face. Sometimes the best way to disappear was to stand out in a crowd.
He was betting his life this was true.