Service SocietyChapter 5 The Wife
“Are you Dexter?” “Yes.” “I’m Amber.” Dexter looked the young woman over. She was attractive in a ‘the girl next door’ manner. Brown hair that came to her shoulders, brown eyes, and a pleasant build. He stepped back and said, “Come in.” Amber entered the apartment and looked around. Not impressed with what she saw, she said, “The agency said you want me for a week.” “That’s right,” Dexter said. “That’ll be fourteen thousand,” Amber said. “Here’s the debit card. Call it in,” Dexter...