Part One: The Woman No One Saw
The mirror in the penthouse reflected a woman in pearl satin.
Vanessa Reed stood quietly, adjusting the delicate straps of her gown. The fabric shimmered beneath soft lighting—luxurious without being flashy, refined without asking for attention. It had cost more than the imported sedan parked in the garage below.
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