Chapter 49

He stroked my hair with his bloody hands.

"The clothes?" Jason asked Pérez.

"In a bag inside the bathroom"

"Go shower" he pushed me gently towards the bathroom door.

I showered and opened the leather bag. A white shirt, a black muffler and a black pencil skirt were neatly folded and tucked inside.

With a helpless sigh I put them on, I blow-dried my hair and brushed my wavy hair to perfection.

I opened the door of the bathroom and Velda passed me two three inches heel.

"Is that necessary? Sandals are more comfortable"

"Yes. Work clothes"

I rolled my eyes and put on the heels, I wobbled and cursed fate.

"Stop complaining and get to work" Velda slapped my butt playfully.

"Hey" I grumbled and covered my behind with my hands, I was gracefully given the backside at least that was what I was told, it always looked small to my eyes.