Deep Six - Chapter 29

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

The next morning, my aching jaw and bruised cheek were ugly reminders of the previous night. Before I went to the office, I stopped by the Giant supermarket and bought a bottle of concealer to match my skin. The clerk, an Indian woman with a dot on her forehead and a pierced nose, gave me a funny look as she handed me the change.

“I walked into a door,” I said. She stiffened and looked away. For all I knew, maybe she’d walked into a few doors herself.

I sat in my car in the parking lot, angled the rearview mirror my way, and dabbed the makeup on my cheek. I didn’t want anyone at the office to get alarmed. I already had enough excitement in my life.