The Devil's in the Details by Kimberly Raye

Author:Kimberly Raye
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

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“I really appreciate this, Summer,” I told the chic brunette who opened the glass doors of the elite dress shop in the heart of the Galleria area.

“When duty calls, I answer.” Summer Canfield routinely dealt with Houston’s rich and famous. She was no stranger to opening after hours—thankfully—and loved getting the scoop on the lives and times of Houston’s most prominent VIPs. This burning desire—plus a ten percent bonus commission—had lured her out of bed at nine thirty on a Thursday night. “So who is it?” Her eyes danced with excitement. “Debutante? Actress? Politician?” She finished flipping on the lights, chasing away the last of the shadows, and turned an expectant gaze on me.

“Um, yeah.” I glanced around the pristine shop with its plush cream-colored sofas and thick champagne carpeting. The only real color came from bunches of pale orchids situated here and there and the collection of dress magazines stacked on a gold-edged coffee table. A bowl of white Jordan almonds sat nearby. Michael Bolton drifted from the speakers.

Summer’s was the perfect scenario for an excited bride to choose fabulous dresses for her wedding party. A not-so-perfect scenario for Satan to torture her hellish sisters.

I sent up a silent plea that the sofas had been coated with Scotchgard. Otherwise, I was screwed.

“So?” Summer’s eager voice drew my attention. “Which one is she?”

I did a quick mental tally and blurted, “Politician.” What? While my mom fit the bill for the first two (she could throw a temper tantrum and do a crackerjack Angelina Jolie impersonation) false promises were definitely her specialty.

Excitement lit the woman’s eyes. “Local or state?”

“Bigger.”

“National?” she breathed.

“And then some.”

“I knew it.” She mouthed a quick tell me all the dirt later, clamped her lips shut, and pretended to lock her trap and throw away the key. While Summer thrived on being in the know, she was still a master of discretion. At least until we walked out and she started texting the members of the local women’s auxiliary. She gave me a wink before waltzing past me to greet the aunties, who’d just arrived and now stood in the doorway.

“Ladies! Welcome! Can I interest anyone in some champagne?”

“By all means,” said my mother, easing into a nearby chair. She wore a black silk blouse, a fitted black skirt, and an expression that said she was really going to enjoy what was about to happen. “This is definitely an occasion worth celebrating.”

I barely resisted the urge to grab Summer and run for cover. But that would surely blow my cover as a mad, bad demon. I forced a deep breath and concentrated on not having a major freak-out. Tough, considering all the aunts were here. Right now. Right here.

“I’ll have a drink.” Aunt Lucy slid a hand into the air as she perched on the edge of a sofa. She looked fun chic in a Rihanna concert tee, a pair of pink spandex pants, and a hot-pink pair of retro cowboy boots.

“Me too,” said Aunt Levita. She was

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