She opened the bag of kisses and popped one into her mouth. Surveying the scene, she wished she had brought some cheese, maybe Brie. She would have liked bath salts too, but she knew Hersh would object. He would say the tinted water hid the splendor of her smoothly tanned body. Everything was perfect except for one thing. Today was the last day of Veronica Northridge's life.
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