In Death 07 - Holiday In Death by J.D. Robb

Author:J.D. Robb [Robb, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-04-29T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Eve decided the best strategy was to hit her targets hard and clean while they were

already bruised. If Peabody played it right, Rudy and Piper would be shaken, working frantically

to avoid bad publicity and a potential lawsuit brought by a horrified client.

And when Peabody moved out, Eve thought, she would move in.

At nine thirty she was in the salon, showing Holloway's picture to the reception clerk. If

it went as timed, she would be finishing up when Peabody came in and gave her the go signal. "Sure, I know Mr. Holloway. He had a regular once a week, and a standing monthly." "Once a week for what?"

"Hair style, facial, manicure, massage, and aroma-relax." Yvette, friendly and helpful

now, leaned over the counter and let out a little sigh as she studied Holloway's picture again.

"This guy's got a mag shell, and he knew how to maintain. Once a month he got the works, full

day of treatments."

"Same consultant?"

"Oh sure, he wouldn't settle for anybody but Simon. A few months ago, Simon took a

vacation. Mr. Holloway pitched a big one right here in the wait area. We gave him a free spin in

the mood tube and a Deluxe O to chill him down."

"Deluxe O?"

"O for orgasm, honey. Privacy room, with his choice of VR, holo, or droid LC. We aren't

set up for human licensed companions, but we have all the alternatives. The Deluxe runs five

hundred, but it was worth it to take him down. You gotta keep your regulars happy. A client like

Holloway drops like five thousand a month in here, not counting product purchases." "And there's nothing like a Deluxe Orgasm to keep the customer satisfied." "You got it." She grinned, grateful that Eve didn't appear to hold grudges. "So, did he do

something?"

"You could say that. But he won't be doing it again. Simon around?"

"He's back in Studio Three. You don't want to go back there," she began when Eve

turned.

"Yes, I do."

Eve walked down a short hallway and through frosted glass doors etched with silhouettes

of perfect human forms.

There were muted voices and music, the sounds of water splashing tunefully, birds

chirping, breezes blowing. She could smell eucalyptus, rose, musk.

Pastel-colored doors lined both sides. Through an open one she could see a long padded

table and complicated equipment, tubes, mirrors, a small computer station. All of which

reminded her uncomfortably of a health center.

As she continued down, another door opened and a consultant in a white uniform led a

woman covered from head to toe in green glop toward another area.

"Studio Three?"

"Corridor to the left, the door's marked."

"Uh-huh." Eve watched while the consultant drew her client away, telling her that ten

minutes in the Desert Room would make her a new woman.

It took all Eve's willpower not to shudder.

When the corridor forked, she saw the large bubbling spa framed with miniature weeping

cherry trees. Three women were already relaxing in it, breasts bobbing cheerfully on the surface

of the sugar-pink froth.

Another woman drifted alone, submerged to the chin in the thickened green fluid of a

sensory tube. Just beyond it, in what

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