GOOD IN BLACK
Nov 1 · 5 min read
If Carlos couldn’t get rid of her husband, then there was only one thing left to do…….

It was quiet in Lords Wine Bar. Sitting in a corner on the terrace, voices barely more than a whisper were an odd-looking couple. The woman, in her late forties was hanging on to her looks; her peroxide blonde hair moved stiffly against her scalp, while heavily mascaraed eyes devoured the man in front of her. The man was younger, lithe like a leopard…
