Sin of Silence (Sinner's Empire #1) - Nikita Slater Page 0,42

fabric. She took the tube of red lipstick and quickly wrote a message along the seam of the curtain. When she allowed it to fall back into place, the lipstick smears were barely visible.

Her heart was racing and her palms were sweaty. She’d never done anything like this. Then again, she’d never been kidnapped before. The whole scenario was all new to her.

She shoved the items back in her purse and stepped out of the cubicle.

A long low whistle greeted her, snapping Shaun out of her momentary panic over being caught. She stared at Saskia uncomprehending.

"Damn, girl," Saskia said excitedly, her eyes roving over Shaun’s body. "I take it back; your fashion sense doesn't suck as bad as I thought. Holy shit, I've never seen anything so gorgeous."

Shaun was startled. Considering this compliment came from Saskia, the dress really must be something. She glanced down at herself and saw a waterfall of clinging silver fabric. Leeza took her by the shoulder and turned her toward the floor length mirror beside the dressing rooms.

Shaun gasped and took a tentative step closer to the mirror. Saskia hadn't been kidding. Shaun had never looked so good. Nor she had she ever been transformed so completely by a single item of clothing. The silver fabric had different shades to it which worked to trick the eye into believing that the dress came to life, flowing across her body every time she moved. It was a bias cut at the thigh, with the slit high enough that if she wore low-cut panties everyone would see. On the other side the fabric draped to her feet. The top was practically nonexistent, plunging in a cowl neck to her bellybutton with spaghetti straps going over her shoulders and ending midway down her back.

"Wow," Shaun whispered.

"Wow,” Leeza said from beside her.

"I wouldn't kick you out of my bed if you were wearing that dress," Saskia joined in.

Leeza looked over at Saskia with exasperation. Saskia shrugged, scooped up her purchases and headed toward the hovering salesclerk, who happily took them from her, ringing them up and bagging them.

"I'll just change out of this." Shaun moved reluctantly away from the mirror. While she had no desire to remain a captive, she couldn't pretend it wasn't fun to use Jozef’s credit card on some pretty extravagant purchases.

She reached for the changing room curtain, but a salesclerk got there before her.

“Please, allow me." He peeled the curtain back, exposing the bright red lipstick to everyone in the room.

The message was out in the open for everyone to read: I’ve been kidnapped by Jozef Koba. Contact the authorities.

Shaun squeezed her eyes shut as Leeza let out a gasp.

"What it this?" The clerk looked confused as he stretched the message out.

Shaun opened her eyes in time to see two of the guards bent over the message. Saskia was staring at her from the front desk, her gaze speculative. Two guards stood at the entrance of the store, their arms crossed, cold gazes fixed in front of them and the last guard was just outside the store window talking on his cell phone.

Shaun realized the guard who had been at the back door of the shop was no longer there. It was a long shot. A really, really long shot, but she didn't have a choice. She wasn't wearing shoes and her dress wasn't exactly meant for running, but now was her only chance. She had to go.

With a final glance at Saskia, who was closest to her, she bolted, running as fast as she could toward the back door of the shop. Maybe if she could fling it open and throw herself into the crowded market alley, she might be able to lose herself. Maybe duck into another shop. She was banking on the element of surprise.

She could hear the guards crashing around behind her and decided to knock over as many displays as she could on her way through the shop, hoping to slow them down. She leapt over a rack and knocked over a pile of sweaters. As the guards stumbled after her, she heard Saskia shouting instructions to them.

The blood was pumping through Shaun’s veins as she hurtled down the hallway, past the staff room, toward where she thought the back door might be. She rounded a corner, her arms outstretched to reach for the door when she caught sight of Leeza.

Leeza was standing in the middle of the hallway, her legs spread, and her arms stretched in front of her,