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Taking a deep breath, I give the girls a pep talk about how I want them to walk and show fierceness. I permit smiling if they feel like it, but I do not allow them to frown. Music starts, and my spokesman goes out. He explains the dynamic of my line, and the girls start their walk.
It takes exactly seven minutes to finish my show. By the time the last girl is down the catwalk, three celebrities are next to me. They want to buy certain pieces, and I know this is the start of something fantastic for me.
It has to be.
“You killed it!” Jasper comes over to me, and he smirks under the mask he wears as well. Everyone in my group is wearing one. Only their lips are showcased. Well, except mine. Considering my scar runs down my lip and down to my chin, it’s best I don’t show that side at all.
“These clothes are awesome.” One of the runway models squeals.
“Well, that’s good to know. If you liked your outfit today, you can keep it.” I’ve heard that most designers don’t allow anyone to have their runway styles, but I made a hundred of each so my models can keep theirs.
“Thank you so much.” The girls kiss my one cheek that’s exposed and scurry off. Jasper and Boris stand there, holding hands, and I smile.
“Well, that went fantastic!”
“Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the De Vil highlight of the runway.” Jasper frowns at me as Boris gives me a side-eye. I simply stand there, waiting to hear the shock of the audience.
Gathering at the opening on the right, I watch as my stepsister pushes her models out of the curtain. She’s not even looking at her pieces.
Is Lucinda really that smug?
“Oh, my god.”
“What in the world?”
People start chattering, and that’s when Lucinda finally realizes there’s something wrong. Ricardo runs toward the runway, grabbing a microphone. “Everyone, please come back to the start of the runway. We need to fix your outfits.”
It’s too late, though. Once the walk starts, it cannot be stopped. The general manager over the show steps on the catwalk. “I’m afraid the show has already begun. We will have to finish it as is.”
Lucinda is in the back on the opposite side of the curtain, crying. Ricardo looks livid as the final dress walks out. I thought I would feel vindicated once I did this. Instead, sadness creeps in because I was cruel like my sister and father were toward me.
“We should go,” I whisper to the guys, and they nod, following me. “This was a mistake.”
Three
Fifteen Years Later
My brothers,Joey and John, message me as I wait for the right moment to strike. Taking a deep breath in, I look at what they sent.
Joey
In position and comms are up.
John
Ready when you are.
Me
10-4.
Right now, my focus is on my next target. Jasper Muhler. He’s a man of habit, and I like that. It means I can tell where he’s going to be and when he will arrive or leave someplace. Too bad for his husband; it’s going to be a bad day.
Crackling comes over the comms in my ear, and I sigh. “What’s your twenty?”
My brother asks me for the fiftieth time today. “Dude, I’m at the same location I was five minutes ago. My target isn’t here yet.”
“Because you’re above this, Jason. Let our step-aunt live her life, and we live ours.”
