She hid the gun around her thigh, where the hidden pocket would naturally follow her movements as she walked, and most people wouldn't notice it.
Moreover, how could well-mannered people stare at the hostess's thigh during a banquet?
Olivia Taylor looked at herself in the floor-length mirror, asking Linda, "Do the other formal dresses I chose also have this design?"
"Yes, all the clothes I brought for you have been altered in design. Each one has a space like this for you to hide a small handgun." Linda winked at Olivia.
Olivia touched the cold handgun in the hidden pocket, feeling a mixture of emotions.
After marrying Tobias Perkins, she had fewer days of putting herself in danger for him and rarely kept such dangerous items close by while hiding in the laboratory.
It seemed like her life had gone back several years, to the days when she fought tooth and nail to protect Tobias.
Olivia asked Linda, "Is this arrangement, his doing?"