For the Love of LiciaChapter 12 Betrayed
Putting her thoughts on paper was like squeezing a galaxy through the tube of a pen. So many ideas she had, one on the heels of another — and such a short time to get them all out. Angique was working. She crouched on the big rug in the main room of her Club's hideaway. She was wearing her favorite blood-red kimono robe. All around her lay sheets of paper, scrawled with spidery drawings. Every few minutes she added a new one to the pile. Angique didn't often take her work to Villa, but...