CHAPTER 20 | Ellie
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One of my favorite things to do at parties is people watch. Usually, the Colonel does the majority of the talking so I’m free to study everyone else. In some ways, it’s like watching the horses out in their paddocks. You can get a feel for who’s in charge, who’s being bossed around, and in the case of one guy who’s being bossed around by large woman in a pink fascinator, you get a feel for who enjoys being bossed around.
Over by the bar, a dark-haired woman in a gold dress throws her head back, hand going to her throat and calling attention to her breasts. The two men standing with her can’t look away.
Mandy Gibson. It’s not like I haven’t seen her before. I just haven’t noticed her—really noticed her—until now. I could say that’s because she looks especiall
