Vivi Anna: Threshold of Pleasure

“Yeah?”

“I think she might’ve been the woman from my shooting.”

There was a long pause, then a sigh. “Eden, you know that’s impossible. Lilly Cain died, remember?”

Eden dragged a hand through her hair. “I know. I know. She just looks exactly like her. And her name...so similar.”

“Have you been seeing Dr. Clarkson?”

“Yes.” She hated when people brought up her therapist as if she was going mental. Who knew? Maybe she was.

Eden jerked forward on the sofa, her fingers itching to grasp the cool glass of a bottle of scotch. “I got to go. Sean’s here to pick me up,” she lied.

“Yeah, I heard you were working for your brother.”

“It’s a job.” Eden stood. “I’ll talk to you.” She pressed the end button on the phone and tossed it onto the sofa. Pacing the room, Eden mulled over what Charlie had told her. Not much information, but enough that she could do her own investigation.

The urge to do something, to track down this woman, munched on Eden’s insides. Her gut told her something was seriously wrong. For some reason she was certain that Lilith Grae had called the help line to talk to Eden specifically. That the woman somehow knew her.

Fate. Normally, she didn’t believe in it. But it seemed as if fate was starting to believe in her.

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