SEVENTY – ALL THE WAY BACK

MIRA

"So, how do you know Hurricane?" I try to ask as absent mindedly as I can, while checking out the strangely luxurious apartment that Julia brought me to just a while ago.

She dumps her keys in a ceramic bowl and sinks into a black, classy looking sofa.

"Long story. Horrible story. Don't wanna talk about it."

Since I just met her and do not want to pry, I change the subject.

"Nice place you've got here."

I mean, it's not as luxurious as Vanessa's town house back in New York, or Mason's collection of expensive properties scattered all over the world, but the simple decor excudes class…high class. And everything looks like they cost an arm and a leg.

"The Capital" turned out to be a small, private lane, not far from the strip Mason and I were staying. Julia's building looks rather…decrepit on the outside, but absolutely gorgeous on the inside. I think she deliberately wants to disguise it.

I collapse into the sofa opposite Julia and jump back to my feet once more, too nervous to sta