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Chapter 49
I'm putting the finishing touches on a strawberry cupcake when I hear the doorbell ringing, followed by frantic knocking.
I run to the front door, and swing it open.
Kitty's standing on the front porch, looking like she just stepped out of The Great Gatsby. She's wearing a chic forest green silk dress, and her bob of dark hair is tied back with a filmy white scarf, which trails down her back. Fluttering in the breeze, the scarf makes it look almost like she has a set of translucent wings. A pair of huge dark glasses – the sort celebs wear when evading the paparazzi – in combination with the scarf wings makes me think of a bug.
In fact, Kitty looks a lot like a dragonfly right now – a dragonfly crossed with a gorgeous glamazon heiress.
As soon as I open the door, she's visibly relieved.
She turns towards the road and gestures behind her, at a black Jeep parked just a
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