Page 15 of An Epic Voyage

“I would’ve thought Jinger would stay on one of the top levels.”

“She is.I’m showing you the salon first.”

“Ah.”Right.He’d said that earlier, but then he’d fried her brain by touching her.She was excited to see the shop, expecting that it would be outfitted with high-end products.

She followed him down a hall to a room with a glass front.He took out his phone and punched in a code.The door unlocked, and they entered.The space was as stylish and trendy as any upscale salon, featuring two workstations outfitted with state-of-the-art equipment and supplies.She walked over to a set of shelves loaded with cosmetics, hair products, and nail polish.Top-of-the-line.She’d been right.No expense had been spared.

“Will this do?”

“Absolutely.”

“Let’s go meet Jinger.”

Indy exited the room and waited for Griffin to lock the door.Then she followed him to a different elevator.There had to be a dozen on the boat.

“What’s Jinger like?”

“Didn’t Pammy tell you?”

“No.She was too ill.”

“Jinger is ...a handful.”

From the long pause, she could tell he was looking for a diplomatic description.“How long has she been with Mr.Van Houten?”

“Two, no, three months.”

The doors swished open.Griffin waved a hand for her to precede him.The floors on this level were made of marble until they butted up against a wooden deck with a private pool.A blonde woman in a skimpy bikini reclined in a beach chair, soaking up the sun.She had ginormous boobs that looked out of place on her thin, almost emaciated frame.

“Jinger, Ms.Adair is here.”

Jinger lifted her head and shaded her eyes from the sun.“It’s about damn time.Get over here.I have a nail emergency.”

Indy glanced at Griffin, whose expression was unreadable, then back to Jinger.“Let’s take care of it.If you want to come with me to the salon—”

“No.You come to me.”She wiggled her fingers.

Indy obliged and studied Jinger’s manicure.She saw nothing wrong.“They look beautiful.”

“Of course they don’t!”Jinger squealed.

“You’re going to have to help me out here,” Indigo told her.

“There’s a scratch!Right there.”

Jinger pointed to the offending mark, but Indy was still having a hard time seeing it.She didn’t have that shade of pink with her, so she’d have to raid the beauty salon.“Alright.I need to get the supplies.I’ll be back.”

Jinger relaxed back on the chaise.“Make it quick.”

Griffin walked her back to the elevator.“You weren’t kidding.”

“About her being a handful?That was nothing.You haven’t seen anything yet.”

Great.

Griffin led her back to the salon and opened the door.“I’ll keep it unlocked so you can come and go as needed.”

“Good.I have a feeling I’ll be spending most of my time here.”