The New Assignment

Oliver helped me find someone trustworthy who would look after Liam while I went to meet the arrogant Ms. Jeanette Duncan. The trusted person in question was Oliver's girlfriend, Nora. I was hesitant when Oliver mentioned her at first, but when I saw this smiling, petite blonde with huge blue eyes, I somehow knew I'd be leaving Liam in good hands. Besides, Liam liked her the second she walked into our apartment, and, unlike his mother, my son was strangely a good judge of characters.

Standing in front of the mirror, I combed my auburn hair, smoothing the slightly wavy strands. I took a deep breath. For some reason, a few knots formed in my guts, and the feeling of unease crept its way to the surface, flooding me with cold sweat. I drew another breath, grabbed mascara, and underlined my gray eyes. I had rarely cared about my makeup, but this time, I could already sense that it wouldn't be my skills that testified to my professionalism but my looks. I hated that, but as much as I didn't