Chapter 19: Maneuvers
“You can do this,” Cora told Reesa on the night of the Phoenix Ball.
Reesa looked at her new friend doubtfully. The past three days had seen her leave her comfort zone three times.
First, she’d humored an exacting stylist by trying on a dozen outfits. Then, she’d had her hair and makeup done by Phebe, whose glee at their ability to share products knew no bounds. And finally, she’d agreed to try making headway with Lorenzo.
“Remember, don’t ask a lot of questions,” Cora said as she adjusted Reesa’s accessories. “Relax, let him talk, and something’s bound to slip.”
Striving not to slouch in front of her dressing room mirror, Reesa smoothed her wrinkle-free gown. “Stick to discussing the early days, right?”
“Esatto! The more nostalgic the better. We just need a few more leads to go with that wonderful box.”