The response was immediate: "Okay. Wait for me. I'll pick you up after work."
By 4:30 PM, Eve had showered in the executive bathroom and changed into the kind of outfit Sinners required, a black dress that was elegant but edgy, a dress that showed skin but didn't apologize for it, heels that were expensive and dangerous.
She looked like she belonged in both worlds now. The corporate executive and the mafia lord's woman. The balance was still precarious, but she was learning to walk it.
Her last meeting of the day was with a potential new client...a woman in her late twenties who'd been offered a reality television deal and wanted advice. Eve walked her through the pros and cons, the way these shows could either launch a career or destroy it depending on how they were managed.
