Skylark Soars High
"Cut the crap, Luke. I know you've been looking for the perfect experimental subject. As long as you take me with you, my life is yours."
The laughter on the other end stopped abruptly. "Deal."
...
A black silk dress clung tightly to my body, while my delicate neck was exposed to the cool air.
I sat before the vanity mirror, looking at myself. The Night Owl with eyes radiating murderous intent was gone, replaced by a beautifully made-up doll.
Jules stood behind me, placing a ruby necklace around my neck. The cold gem pressed against my collarbone.
"Beautiful." He looked at me in the mirror, his hands pressing gently on my shoulders. "Skylar, no matter what happens tonight, trust me, okay?"
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