November 14, 2020
Assassin’s Kiss, Chapter One: Recon in the Stacks
The brightness in her eyes fades as she bites her lip. “Um… I’m sorry. I can’t provide information on other visitors. If you’re looking for local resident information, perhaps the census records can help you.”
I shake my head. Leaving the sketch on the desk, I lean toward the woman. “I need something a bit more recent and specific.” I tilt my head to the side, letting my currently long, silky auburn hair tumble over one shoulder. “Are you sure there isn’t anything you can do?” I plead.