CHAPTER SIXTY-TWOSCARLETT'S POVPriya's studio smelled like latex and hairspray, tucked into the back of a warehouse space she rented cheaply because most of her neighbors didn't ask questions about the hours she kept."Sit," she said, gesturing to a chair angled under a ring light. "This is going to take a few hours, so get comfortable."I sat and she circled me once, studying my face like she was already breaking it down into pieces."Okay, talk me through the look again. You said you wanted someone older, rougher, and with brown eyes.""Yeah right. Mid-forties, maybe. Someone who's clearly done things she's not proud of.""I love that description, it’s very specific." She grabbed a bin of pre-molded pieces off a shelf. "I've got a few base shapes that'll work for the bone structure shift. We'll build the jawline out here and widen the nose bridge slightly, because that alone changes recognition more than people think.""Whatever gets the job done fastest.""The fastest and the mos
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