Chapter Nine
Right Through His Fingers
The money in her purse wouldnt buy three nights at a cheap hotel, especially when Sausony took out enough for food and a better-looking hat and tee shirt. Grant Holden probably wouldnt approve of her purchases, but who was he anyway? There was only so much she was willing to do to hide her identity. She picked a black tee shirt with small, capped sleeves and a funky knit hat that looked more natural to the newest renovation in her evolving character. She resisted buying another sundress, opting for safety rather than fashion, although she figured that by the time she got to LA, it wouldnt matter what she wore. She would blend in. She changed her clothes in a tiny makeshift dressing room at the back of the aging discount store and returned to her
