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a bit of a trashy area, and only select people get in.” Hope got up and walked into the hallway that led to the bedroom and stopped at a small closet. She took out a few blankets.
    “How select?” asked Gena, skeptically.
    Hope walked back into the living area. “From my experience, if you are a woman, the less clothes you wear, the better.” Gena rolled her eyes, and Hope added, “But on the bright side, you have a really nice body, and I have gotten in before. I’m sure Donna and I can find something suitable for you to wear.”
    Gena looked down at herself. She’d never hated her body but didn’t consider it “really nice” either. This was never going to work. She opened her mouth to say so, but Hope cut her off. “Don’t worry about anything. I will take care of getting your clothes, hair and makeup so badass that Vlad would never refuse you. Your main job right now is to get some sleep.”
    Gena wanted to argue with her, but in all honesty, she was exhausted. Dressing trashy for one night wouldn’t kill her. Really, she’d already been murdered.
     
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    It was about four in the afternoon when Ryan found the demon’s car. For some reason, the beast had come to New York City.
    He shoved a few small white pills into his mouth. He needed to stay awake. He hadn’t slept for thirty-six hours, but he could not let the beast escape him. He was already worried the thing had just abandoned the car. His worries were lifted when the beast walked outside as the shadows started to get really long in the city.
    The thing was walking Gena’s dog, but it wasn’t alone. A tall woman with dark hair walked with her. A lot of people were around now. Eventually, he’d get the beast alone. After the dog had taken care of business, the two turned and went back inside the building.
    The building housing the beast was a store for witches. Ryan curled his lip at the idea of witches.
    He felt at his side for his 9mm Beretta. If he stayed by the building, it was only a matter of time before the beast showed itself again. And the second he had a chance, he would put a bullet right between its fake eyes.

CHAPTER FIVE
     
     
    Gena had been wrong. Dressing trashy for one night could kill her. She’d die of embarrassment if she went out in public dressed like this. For the hundredth time, she said, “I cannot wear this.”
    Hope rolled her eyes and smiled. She didn’t seem to have any issue baring her body. Hope wore a skirt that stopped mere millimeters below her butt, a pair of knee-high, lace-up boots, and fishnet stockings. On top, she wore a shirt that looked more like a bra, with at least five inches of well-toned abs showing and arm sleeves also made of fishnet.
    Her hair was a styled mess around her face, and her eyes now had even more black eyeliner than they had on earlier when Gena first met her.
    “Come on,” said Hope. “You are wearing a lot more than I am.”
    That much was true. Gena assumed Hope had trouble finding her clothes, because she was certain everything she wore was a size too small.
    She had on skintight leather pants and black leather boots. Her top half was squeezed into a black corset. The corset did cover her whole midriff, but cutouts along the back and sides left her feeling exposed. The fact that her breasts were pushed up about as far as they could possibly go without spilling out of the top didn’t help either.
    Her makeup was a bit more conservative, though that wasn’t saying much. She still had on more eyeliner than she was used to and lipstick in a shade of red she would never even consider wearing. With her dark hair falling down over her too exposed breasts, Gena didn’t even recognize herself.
    “Do you think we’ll get in?”
    Hope nodded. “I’m sure of it. The place is popular, so we have to get there early enough to get a good spot in line, but as far as looks go, I think we are perfect.”
    Gena looked to the mirror again but couldn’t seem to find the same