Tangled With The Other Brother
"They might strip-search her, scan her shoes, check her jewelry, even x-ray her bags, but they'll never look at her hair, Jaxx. Even if they do, they'd need a forensic microscope to separate it from her natural strands. The liquid-silicone base mimics the keratin texture perfectly… same weight, same light refraction, same everything. Once you loop it near the scalp, it self-fuses within seconds. It's completely undetectable. Perfect."
"Good," I muttered, turning back toward the grand entryway of the house, the box feeling heavier in my palm than its actual weight.
"Jaxx," Roman called out, his tone shifting, becoming heavy with rare caution. I paused, knowing that voice… it was the one he us
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