Image by Pedro Miranda at Unsplash
Miranda’s profile on the escort site was constructed in every detail to get the attention of Big Hank McCloud the head of the local syndicate. Weeks of research, and a knowledge of his “tastes” assured that the call would come.
Miranda arrived at the hotel attired in a revealing black dress and some stilettos that were to die for. When she was frisked by the bodyguard, she let out a little moan just to play up the persona.
Once alone in the room with the boss, the assassin struck. Did I mention that the stilettos were to die for?
Padre
The name of the photographer and the character are coincidental as the piece was written before the picture was found.
Stilettos in every form intended!
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Ha, ha! Nice twist. Everyone was distracted.
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