Part 10 # A Prey

Andre glanced briefly at Olivia's thick lips, feeling a fleeting temptation to kiss them, but he held back. In his opinion, Olivia wasn't that beautiful. He had met women who were far more attractive, especially his sister.

Andre's sister was a stunning woman who had inherited the best genes from their Caucasian father. Her blonde hair was natural, unlike Olivia's fake blonde. No matter how much he scanned Olivia's appearance, nothing about her caught his interest. Olivia really wasn't his type.

"Please step back a bit," he snapped, starting to feel uncomfortable. Olivia's overpowering perfume made his head feel dizzy.

"Huh?" Olivia stepped back, her demeanor suddenly awkward. This awkwardness wasn't apparent when they first met.

"Have you been working here for long, Doc?" she asked, playing with the ends of her hair blown by the night breeze. Her voice sounded a bit odd, too contrived for his taste.

"Quite long enough," Andre replied, still enjoying his cigarette. He quickened hi