Natalie Dunbar - A Model Spy

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THE IT GIRLS They're rich, fabulous…and dangerously underestimated. IT GIRL: Vanessa DawsonMISSION: Resume a high-gloss fashion career to investigate the murder of two top models in a Miami drug-smuggling ring.Supermodel Vanessa Dawson had soured on the glam-but-wild fashion world and retired at twenty-five. But as a Gotham Rose spy, she was a natural fit for this assignment. Against the protests of her wealthy family and her own misgivings, she made her comeback, going undercover in the most revealing of designer swimsuits.Soon she was falling head over high heels for her multiplatinum prime suspect…and as shoot-outs replaced fashion shoots, Vanessa learned the hard way that looks can kill.

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“This is Renee Dalton Sinclair.”

“Renee…I trust you’re enjoying Pres’s return?” the mechanically distorted voice began.

Renee was overjoyed to have her husband back, but the sound of his name spoken by the disembodied voice sent chills through her. Was there a threat lurking beneath the Governess’s question?

“I love my husband,” she answered simply, her tone ringing with conviction. “Having him home has brought the life back to our house.” In the ensuing silence she added, “Of course, I’m grateful for everything you’ve done—”

“Preston Sinclair was innocent,” the Governess cut in. “Now let’s move on to the business at hand. Have you seen the story in the papers about the two models who were killed in their Miami apartments? Another model was caught at Miami International yesterday, trying to smuggle heroin in a case of bubble bath.”

“I saw the stories,” Renee confirmed. “You’d think that fashion models would have more options than the poor desperate souls who normally end up being mules in the drug trade.”

The Governess expelled a contemptuous puff of air. “Someone made those models an offer they couldn’t refuse. We need to identify this drug ring, find out who’s at the top, get the evidence and take them down fast.”

Shifting the phone and its cord, Renee used her key to open a drawer at the carved antique vanity and remove the large file containing pictures and press information on all the Gotham Roses. Some of the women were just members of her charitable organization, which required all its members to pay twenty-five thousand dollars to join, ten thousand a year thereafter, and then asked that they help raise at least one hundred thousand dollars annually. She knew by heart which members were also a part of her undercover organization. They were the best, the brightest and the most capable women imaginable.

“We need someone who can move in the modeling world without raising suspicion,” she murmured, paging past several members. “Someone they would actually welcome.”

“We also need a high-profile, well-connected operative who can take care of herself. Vanessa Dawson would be ideal,” the Governess said firmly. “We’ve arranged for her to get a contract with Inside Sports magazine for the Fantasy Swimsuit edition.”

Finding Vanessa’s gorgeous picture and press information in the stack, Renee shook her head. “Vanessa left the modeling world under less than ideal circumstances,” she said. “It would take a lot to get her back into that life.”

“The stakes are high,” the Governess insisted. “Lives have been lost. The murdered models moved in circles that include some of the younger members of the old-money set. What if there is a connection between their money and the models acting as mules for the drug trade?”

What, indeed? As an heiress and bona fide member of the old-money class, nothing surprised Renee anymore. Bored people with more money than they knew what to do with were unpredictable. Renee closed her file, already imagining Vanessa back in the wild, unpredictable world she’d barely escaped. She knew Vanessa could successfully complete the assignment—but at what cost?

Chapter 1

In the secret basement training room at the Gotham Rose Club, mirrored walls surrounded a hardwood floor dotted with mats. Covered with protective gear beneath her loose, white workout gi, Vanessa Dawson flicked back her highlighted ponytail and aimed a long-legged side kick at trainer Jimmy Valentine.

He blocked it with a padded, muscular forearm. “Good kick, Vanessa, but we know your kicks are always good. Move in and throw some punches.”

Vanessa hadn’t planned to spar with Jimmy. She’d arrived early to work off a little frustration and excitement before her scheduled tea with Renee. Once Jimmy had spotted her at the abdominal machine, he’d refused to take no for an answer. She’d been long overdue for a training session. Now here she was sparring with the master of several martial arts forms, while she tried to preserve her fresh manicure.

Knees slightly bent, Vanessa crouched in a ready position. Tonight, she, Madison Taylor Pruitt and Tatiana Guttmann were going out for dinner and a night on the town. That meant she would not have time to sit through another manicure. Wrinkling her nose and lifting her arms, she balled her hands into fists and curled the thumbs underneath. Her fists flew, connecting with his protected forearms more often than she liked.

Jimmy laughed. A lock of shiny, dark hair fell over an eyebrow to lend a rakish appearance to his handsome face. With his good looks and height, he easily could have graced the pages of a fashion magazine. “C’mon, Vanessa, hit harder. You won’t be fighting the girls. You have to be able to trade more than a few punches with a man.”

That got to her. Was he calling her a sissy? A wimp? Vanessa took pride in her ability to adapt the various fighting styles and techniques Jimmy insisted on teaching and make them her own. Because of her family’s wealth and her days spent strutting down the catwalk or preening in front of a camera, most people thought she was eye candy and about as useful as a Christmas tree ornament in the middle of spring. She knew that nothing could be farther from the truth.

With the Gotham Roses and some of her wealthy friends, she raised hundreds of thousands of dollars every year for her favorite charity, The Golden Key Foundation for Battered Women, and several others. The bottom line was that her training, her important charity work and the exciting undercover missions all made her life worthwhile.

Balancing herself, she threw her body into the barrage of punches she aimed at his torso. Jimmy’s corresponding grunts as he scrambled to block the blows were music to her ears.

“Good job!” he called out, mixing things up with a few punches of his own. “Next time, don’t make me ask for it. If you’re in a situation where you have to throw a punch, you need to give it all you’ve got. You might not get another chance.”

At Vanessa’s acknowledgement, his hand snaked out to shift her balance and throw her. She flew through the air to land sprawled on her left hip in an ungraceful heap. Because she knew how to fall, she wasn’t hurt. As Jimmy advanced, two well-aimed kicks kept him from getting too close. She scrambled to her feet, lifting her arms to block.

“That’s enough for today.” Jimmy pulled the Velcro on the pads covering his arms and drew them off. “Good work overall, but you’re a bit distracted, Vanessa. What’s wrong?”

Other than the fact that she’d spent a good part of her morning arguing with her little sister, Michelle, and it had gotten her nowhere, there was the distinct possibility of an upcoming mission. Vanessa met Jimmy’s gaze and smiled. “I guess I’m just excited. I’m having tea with Renee. She wants to discuss a new project.”

“I see.” Jimmy patted her on the shoulder, a knowing look in his eyes. “Whatever it is, I know you’ll give it the attention it deserves.”

“Of course,” she agreed. Pulling apart the Velcro on her own padding, she drew it down and off her arms. Her gaze dropped to her index finger and she cursed under her breath. The nail had broken off at her fingertip. In the heat of their sparring she hadn’t noticed.

Jimmy moved close to examine it. “I don’t see any blood,” he murmured, his dark eyes sparkling. “And those beautiful nails wouldn’t look half so good on a corpse.”

Glowering at him, Vanessa threw a playful punch to his wide shoulder. She knew what he was getting at. He’d told her on more than one occasion that her little vanities, which included the highlighted brown hair hanging past her shoulders, her long nails and the four-inch heels she loved, could make it difficult for her to defend herself. Jimmy’s comments had only made her work that much harder to hone her skills. She didn’t need Jimmy to tell her that she was good at defending herself.

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