Mr. Zimmer hesitated, clearly flustered, about to say something when Layla’s voice cut in smoothly.“What did the woman you’re looking for look like? Maybe I saw her.”“She was wearing a cream chiffon dress, had long hair... pretty face...” one of the men blurted out.Mr. Zimmer shot him a sharp look, and the man immediately shut up.Layla tilted her head slightly, thinking aloud. “I did see someone dressed like that today, but it was at the art exhibit. I believe it was Kiera Jenkins—Mrs. Perry.”“No, no—” Mr. Zimmer waved his hands, clearly flustered. “Of course not. Why would we be looking for Mrs. Perry? Miss Xander, you’re really funny. If that kind of rumor got back to Mr. Perry, I’d be done for.”“Ah, I see.” Layla gave a small, apologetic smile. “Well, if it’s not her, I’m afraid I don’t know who you’re looking for.”“No, no worries...” Mr. Zimmer laughed awkwardly, waving her off. “We were just asking around. It’s no big deal either way.”With that, he motioned for his
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