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Marissa Scott, the cosmetics department head of a Cincinnati department store, finds her ex-husband's fiancee's body in her office.
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Is one day too much to ask?” Marissa muttered, knocking the snow from her shoes and stepping into the VW Rabbit. She tugged at the hem of her pants, knowing the managers at Kantor’s weren’t going to be happy with her attire. Not that she cared. Although she was fashionably dressed in beige pleated pants and a green silk blouse that matched her eyes, she hadn’t known she would be called into work. By security, no less. Her own salespeople didn’t need guidance. She hoped it wasn't another prank at Kantor’s. Boosting corporate morale didn't fall into her job description.
The seminar had been shaping up nicely too. Those shrink wrapped baskets of perfume and the trays of lipstick and eyeliner had been invitingly stacked by the door. All free; just inside her budget. Marissa had slid a tray into her purse as she left, since she wouldn’t be there for the official presentation.
Not that she thought this new perfume would sell. Paradise perfume was one of the new shared fragrances that had hit the market within the past year. Made for both sexes, Marissa typically found the scent pleased neither.
Either one sex laid claim to it or gays made the scent their own. The elusive one-size-fits-all could not be created in perfume.
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