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“Yes, but that’s not it,” Blake said. “I’ve got something for you.”

Hayden was having a little trouble processing this – what on Earth could the woman have brought from the prison for her? She opened her mouth to ask what Blake meant… and then kept it open as she watched Blake undo her dress and let it drop to the ground around her feet, revealing her completely naked body.

“Me,” Blake added quietly.

Hayden had a LOT of trouble processing this. Blake Lively, the one who was so straight she should’ve looked like a stick, taking her clothes off for one of the team? Had she caught what Emma had?

“…why?” the small blonde asked, telling herself to keep her eyes focused on Blake’s face.

“Because I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you,” the tall blonde replied, stepping out of the dress around her feet and coming closer to Hayden. “I’ve thought about it every day since we broke out. And every night.”

“But-“

“But nothing,” Blake interrupted. “You saved my life, Hayden. And this is the only way I can pay you back.”

She opened her arms. “I’m yours, any time you want it. Starting now.”

Hayden was a mess of emotions. On the one hand, she genuinely felt Blake didn’t owe her for that or anything – it had simply been one human being saving another, the way Blake had stopped that woman from crushing her like an empty bag of Doritos during the escape. On the other hand, ever since that time escaping from the bank when she’d checked out Blake teetering out the back of the van she’d wanted her, the way the others had but none of whom had managed it (well, except for Emma – and Shay, who’d told the others about her nocturnal explorations with Blake in their cell and made them promise never to let Miss Lively know).  And now here was this blonde goddess smiling down at her…

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Her busted arm was less of a barrier than Hayden had feared - she may have undressed faster, but she didn’t know when. When she was nude, Blake knelt down so they could be at the same eye level, and Hayden rested her hands on Blake’s shoulders before coming in for a kiss.

The two blondes’ lips met, Hayden unable to keep her tongue from slipping into Blake’s mouth. Holy shit, even her TEETH were perfect… it lasted only for a few moments, but for Hayden it was like taking a shortcut to paradise.

“Wow,” the tiny blonde whispered, kissing Blake again.

“You kiss better than Emma does,” the tall blonde said in an almost bashful tone, starting to bring her hands up to touch Hayden’s body. Blake’s hands were a little tentative as they touched the other woman, as if they weren’t sure where to go.

“It’s all right,” Hayden said reassuringly. “Everyone’s had a first time.”

Even though Blake had lost her cherry at an age when you weren’t supposed to, she knew exactly what Hayden meant. She rested her hands on Hayden’s breasts, slowly stroking them while the other blonde slid the fingers of her good hand down Blake’s front; a beatific smile spread across Hayden’s face as she spread her fingers into Blake’s pussy – ooooh, yes. If it had been winter, this would’ve warmed her up no trouble. Hayden took Blake’s clit between thumb and index finger, gently rolling it in between them as Blake kissed the nape of her neck before nuzzling on her rack, tasting each nipple and licking the tip.

Hayden let Blake’s button go as the woman began to move down her body, her hands sliding down Hayden’s back and spreading over her behind. It was a strange experience for Blake – she’d gotten used to expecting buttocks to have some kind of hair on them, or at least the odd pimple or two. But this was a genuinely smooth and unblemished set; she finally had a chance to tell someone what guys had been telling her since puberty set in.

Except she didn’t, because she had Hayden Panettiere’s pussy in front of her eyes. She didn’t care if she herself had one of those, this was entering (figuratively and literally) uncharted territory.

“Hey…”

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Blake looked up to see Hayden looking down on her tenderly.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Hayden told her with a reassuring smile.

Swallowing her nerves, Blake smiled back and flicked her tongue out. She told herself she could do this – this wasn’t like it was with Emma Roberts. This time she had made the first move, and she did want to make Hayden happy.

With her eyes closed, Blake Lively’s tongue made contact with another woman’s privates for the first time in her life; the tip moved tentatively along Hayden’s slot. Blake had seen Hayden naked before in the showers at Remy Hadley, but not this close up – how could someone so tiny have such a big and plump pussy? No wonder the girl was so outgoing; she could probably accommodate a pretty big penis with what she had…

Blake mentally slapped herself as her tongue tasted Hayden’s love button. A penis was the LAST thing this one would put inside her; Hayden would probably feel as strange sucking on one as Blake herself felt rolling the clit near her mouth. It was… unusual. Not gross, really, but knowing that this was an entrance to a place guys all over the world dreamed of getting into meant that Blake was, for once, in the man’s position. And if a lot of them loved it, then she guessed she herself could give it a try.

As her hands caressed Hayden’s butt, she imagined she was on the other end; Blake had sucked plenty of cocks but she had also eaten plenty of ass and never gotten a complaint. Her mouth started to taste Hayden, her tongue moving deep inside her and her lips taking time to kiss whatever parts of Hayden’s snatch she could.

“Mmmmm... Yesss…. “ Hayden moaned, her hands stroking Blake’s head. “Blake, you’re a natural… you feel so… good…”

Blake continued to lick inside Hayden, losing more and more of her inhibition as she progressed. Hayden did taste better than she had thought she would – maybe it was kind of sushi-like, but Blake LOVED sushi. It wasn’t anything like a man’s asshole… or a woman’s, as Blake was finding with her  index fingers sliding up Hayden’s tight little back passage.

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Nope, nothing like it. For a start, she’d have a cock on the other side to stroke as she tasted the tunnel. But there were some things that were similar – for a start, Hayden was begging her never to stop because she loved it. The blonde pixie was trembling as her warm pussy began to moisten under Blake’s mouth; part of her was almost beginning to like it. To the extent that Blake’s own pussy was beginning to drip…

Blake whipped her head back as she came to herself for a moment, and rolled Hayden onto her front. The other blonde was still steaming from Blake’s mouth, and Hayden was about to ask what was wrong before she felt Blake’s head pressing against her asshole and resuming the munch, putting more enthusiasm into it this time – whatever objections were about to come out of Hayden’s mouth vanished as she began to receive the best rim job she had ever had in her life. (Other than Troian, obviously.)

Hayden didn’t demand mouth-to-ass as a matter of course, but whenever Troian did it to her it was something pretty nice. This girl, however… wow, the finger action plus the tongue showed that Blake could do this at the Olympics and bring home gold every time. Relishing every lick and probe, Hayden relaxed as she let another fantasy play out – the one where Blake discovered what side she really played for…

This was incredible… as Hayden’s heart began to beat faster, she realised that Blake wasn’t going back and forth between quim and back door the way Troian had done – it was purely anal all the way. Hayden started to wail in delight as Blake Lively’s mouth finished its work, screaming Blake’s name as her ass sent currents of joy throughout her body; now there was only one thought on her mind… payback, and for once not in the sense of Ashley Benson or Rhona Mitra.

As Blake kissed each of Hayden Panettiere’s rounded buttocks to finish, the glowing small blonde looked over her shoulder back at her lover. “My turn,” she sighed, and was rewarded with Blake moving backwards and down onto the floor, her legs spread apart and waiting.

Hayden placed her head between Blake’s breasts, nuzzling each one and rubbing herself against them; she was SO envious of girls with racks like these (when this was all over she was going to look into getting something like that for herself). Mmmm, she’d have been happy to just stay there all day and all night… but her lower part was brushing against Blake’s warm, well-kept snatch. Kissing those excellent boobs one last time, Hayden headed down between the woman’s legs, enjoying every little gasp from Blake with each touch and kiss.

The moment Hayden’s tongue slipped into Blake’s box, she wanted to come; her pussy was like tasting heaven. The best of the whole gang, no question; Hayden’s mouth greedily munched on Blake, moving through each golden bit of what she had as she flashed back to the escape from the bank… watching

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Blake leaning out of the back of the van, Hayden had imagined what it would be like to have someone like that. She thanked fate that she was getting to find out, burrowing deeper inside Blake and feeling how warm and moist she was. Enjoying how Blake’s body was thrashing about under her mouth, Hayden supped further on the sunshine that was her pussy.

“Oh yeah… oh that’s right… yessssYESYESYES!!!!!!!” Blake was feeling better with each dab of Hayden’s tongue, being propelled to greater and greatest heights of ecstasy and rubbing herself with delight. “YESSSSSSSSS!!! FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW!!!!”

Then as she orgasmed over Hayden’s mouth, Blake screamed a name. But it wasn’t Hayden’s. It wasn’t even another unisex name like Hayden or Blake.

Blake Lively’s body was shaking and glowing with what Hayden had done, and Hayden knew she tasted too good for the experience to be ruined, but… Hayden slowly raised her head from between Blake’s legs and looked up at her face, seeing a contrite, apologetic look on it.

“Was he your first?” Hayden asked calmly.

“He wasn’t my FIRST first, but he was the first man,” Blake admitted as the tiny blonde slid back up her body. “I did try to blot them out, I really did… but… that’s why I went the back way just now. Don’t get me wrong, you’ve got a cute ass… for a girl. It’s just that…”

“It’s just you like what’s on the other side more if it’s a guy?” Hayden finished.

Blake nodded. “You’re not the first lady who’s come on to me…”

“Emma?”

“She wasn’t the first either. But you’re the first one I actually let do it,” the crestfallen Blake said, taking Hayden in her arms. “I’m sorry…”

“Sorry for what? For making me come? For not being able to change who you are?” Hayden held Blake with her better arm and kissed her cheek. “You’re not the first straight I’ve tried it with – I’ve had exactly

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ONE girl who thought she liked boys come out after being with me. I’d have been shocked if you swapped after this. Flattered,” she added with a little laugh, “but shocked.”

“I’m still yours for as long as we’re stuck here,” Blake told her.

“Thanks, but I don’t want you to be my concubine.”

“I just want to look out for you, is all.”

“You got a deal,” Hayden smiled. “One more kiss for good luck?”

“Sure,” Blake smiled back, as their lips met.

“Oh, and Hayden…”

“Yeah?”                           

“If I DID like girls,” Blake said almost shyly, “I’d like you.”

For the first time since Troian Bellisario had told her she loved her, Hayden Panettiere blushed.

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“Tough break about Miss Sunshine,” sports reporter Isla Fisher told Ashley Benson as they stood by their lockers.

Miss Sunshine was the staff’s nickname for Alison Brie’s nickname, partly because she did the weather but mostly because she was guaranteed to be cheerful even if World War III was a breaking story. So when word got around about what had happened to her, everyone from the station manager to the janitor was sympathetic.

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“Yeah, I heard about her account,” Ashley replied.

“Getting closer to home… and still a way to go till payday,” the Australian redhead continued. “I’d hate to be in her shoes now.”

Ashley nodded, but her mind was elsewhere. It had been elsewhere even when she’d magnaminously given Alison some money to tide her over (“Wow, thanks – I swear I’ll pay you guys back!” Alison had gushed) – it wasn’t like she couldn’t afford it, plus it made her look good.

Her mind was on what was in her locker – Rhona’s little gift went everywhere with her, because you never could tell when it would be time to use it. But she had a feeling it would be soon.

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Since Kate Mara was stuck with doing the late news on Channel 5 more often than not, Victor had gotten used to her coming in way past bedtime o’clock. But he still liked to stay up for her when he could; she was lovely enough that he could face up to not being a night person.

“How’s my chunky monkey?” Kate asked cheerfully on letting herself into the place.

“Still wishing you’d just call him Victor… Red.”

“You know I hate that name,” Kate pouted.

“And…?” Victor let the point hang.

“Fine,” Kate mock-grumbled, embracing Victor before they kissed. “Just glad to see a friendly face.”

“Rough day, huh?”

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“Yeah… bad news.” Kate paused. “That guy who’s cleaning out bank accounts…”

“He got you?” Victor winced. He’d hoped that this plague wouldn’t get around to either of them – it was a big city, and they weren’t even SFUB customers. But if this was spreading that fast… maybe it might be time to look into the Bank of Mattress. Ironically, Channel  5 had just done their own story on the wave of unintended withdrawals (fronted by Kate, yet).

“I got in touch with the cops, but they just sounded like it was another one on the pile,” Kate added.

“I swear, if I ever find whoever’s doing this… how much do you need till Friday?”

“It’s only Wednesday; I’ve got enough on me,” Kate assured Victor with a laugh. “You don’t have to keep paying me back for that date.”

That date had been the first one they’d been on after a date of the blind variety. It had been how Kate and Victor had met; she’d greeted him when he turned up at her house for a blind date – with her sister Rooney, who she was still living with at the time. In a way, the date had worked out because Rooney and Victor hit it off – but as friends, and not the kind that had benefits either.

It had been clear from the beginning that it would never take, thanks to some subtle hints… like how Victor kept surreptitiously glancing at Kate while talking to Rooney. Kate had decided to give her sister a chance to level the playing field by leaving them alone before they left, but the damage had been done; the next time he’d called it was to ask Kate out. And the next time, which was the time Victor had been caught short and Kate had offered to pay the balance. The time after that Kate had called to ask HIM out, and things had carried on from there.

“Maybe they’ll hit Benson,” Victor suggested.

“Wishful thinking,” Kate sighed. “Sometimes I think someone’s looking out for her.”

“The devil takes care of his own.”

“You know it,” Kate agreed, kissing him. “Wanna help me take my mind off it?”

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“Well, I’ve had a bad day as well,” Victor replied, kissing back as they headed down the corridor. “Mindy Kaling came on to me again… went all The Big Lebowski on me.”

“She said she’d suck your cock for a thousand dollars?!” Kate said, pushing Victor into the bedroom. “The nerve… I don’t know how you put up with it.”

“Because I know you do it better than she could?” Victor chuckled, letting Kate shove him onto their bed.

Kate was tempted to ask Victor how he knew she gave better head than Mindy, before she saw the twinkle in his eye as he started to undress. The couple’s clothes were soon all over the room, both thinking about nothing but each other’s naked bodies; Victor didn’t know if Kate had been waiting for this moment all day but he sure had been.
Even if Mindy did succeed in getting him in bed, he knew he’d only ever have Kate’s adorable face and trim body on his mind. And there Kate was, clutching his thighs on the edge of the bed as she bent her head forward and down; the tension and stress of the day was soon melting away as Kate gorged herself on his rod, swallowing the brown length and teasing out the first streams of semen. Kate took quick snatches for breath without breaking the rhythm, glancing up at him from time to time; looking into her big eyes as she sucked just made it even better, and they both knew it.

Victor lay back and relished Kate’s soft lips tasting him, her fingers dandling his sacs as he tried to keep the inevitable from happening right now. Not when Kate had so much more to give him; he pulled on his girlfriend’s hair, their sign that he wanted her to stop. His ego got a huge boost when he felt her mouth take a long, long time to move up and off his cock, as if she didn’t want to stop (not that he wanted her to stop either).

Kate slithered up Victor’s body, letting him enjoy the way her breasts swayed as she moved; yeah, she wasn’t massively endowed but she made what she had count. He moved his hands along her body as she came up him, finding her sweet little ass and cupping it tightly as she moved in for another kiss. Their tongues and lips met, bodies exchanging heat as they rolled over on their bed.

“I bet Ashley Benson got where she is on her back,” Victor smirked as Kate licked his chest.

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“Make you a deal,” his girlfriend replied. “You stop talking about the demon blonde from hell while we’re in bed, and tomorrow night you get to put that monster down there up my butt.”

“It’s not THAT big,” Victor laughed as he nuzzled her neck. “But it’s a deal.”

Kate Mara’s ass wasn’t that big either, and he hadn’t actually been that keen on anal sex before they met, so quite why he’d been so happy to core her back door whenever she indicated she was up for it (which wasn’t that often) he wasn’t sure. But her butt felt so good. So did her legs, which she had wrapped around his waist pulling him in tighter. And so did her breasts, which he greedily tasted while rubbing her sides; with each kiss and caress he was forgetting more about quarrels and come-ons at work.

Soon there was nothing on his mind but Kate and how she made him feel. Victor counted his blessings again as he thrusted in and out of his girlfriend bucking beneath him, two lovers in contrast (him dark and huge, her pale and tiny) but in perfect harmony. His hands roamed her long red hair as he kissed her over and over, relishing her cunt around his rod – tight, snug, incredibly warm…

The bed started to creak as it always did when they got together on it, but neither party cared a whit about its unwanted addition. All Victor wanted was to listen to Kate’s increasing screams as he pumped her harder, her cries blending with his own, both loudly swearing how fucking much they loved this and each other. Kate’s jiggling breasts slammed against Victor’s chest as she howled, feeling a thick stream flooding her cunt for what seemed like ages…

Kate Mara couldn’t help but smile. After what had happened today, she had finally gotten a deposit.

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“Give me some good news,” Jessica sighed as Kristen Bell took her seat in the director’s office.

“There’s a disruption in the shields around the prison,” cracked the agent.

Jessica stared at her.

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“Sorry…  it’s just what you said was a line from a Star Trek: Voyager episode,” laughed Kristen. “Big, big fan. Even of Enterprise.”

“Well, at least I know you’re not a Trekkie,” Jessica mused. “I heard once that Trekkers wonder what sex is like in zero gravity and Trekkies-“

“-wonder what sex is like, I know,” Kristen rudely interrupted her superior officer. “Anyway, I don’t know if it’s GOOD news, but it’s interesting. We looked into Remy Hadley’s top brass, and it turns out Warden Winslet used to be a pretty naughty girl.”

“Sounds like she’d fit in perfectly around here.”

“Except for Kat Dennings,” Kristen laughed.

“Yes. But you were saying?” asked the boss.

“Well, she had a few run-ins with the law when she was younger,” Kristen continued. “Nothing major, but quite a few before she turned to the side of law and order. Funny how she got the job as well – the other main candidate topped Kate on just about every count; about the only thing she couldn’t do was walk on water. Or fly.”

“What do you mean, or fly?”

“Just before the board made their choice, the golden girl jumped off the Golden Gate,” Kristen explained. “No sign of any foul play, and no suicide note or anything… she just took a leap, looks like.”

“Tragic. And convenient,” Jessica said.

“Speaking of convenient, guess who just happens to be the warden’s lawyers?” asked Kristen. “Our old friends at Lychan Hollowman.”

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“Emma Roberts, the Spectacular, Remy Hadley… interesting how that name keeps popping up,” Jessica agreed.  “How do you feel about taking another helicopter ride?”

“Bring it on,” said the agent. “Bring it on.”

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One good thing about Alicia Keys’ car being in the shop for repairs; there was no chance of anybody seeing it parked outside the hideout.

One fuckton of bad things about Alicia Keys’ car being in the shop for repairs; she had to take a bunch of trains across San Francisco to get there, all with Joshua in tow because she couldn’t get her hands on a babysitter. And she’d have to change him soon to boot. Carrying Joshua in her strong right arm and her supplies with her left hand, the woman made her way to the door and carefully kicked the special knock.

No answer.

Alicia drew back her foot to try it again, and the door opened.

“OW!”

“Sorry…” Alicia winced in embarrassment, Olivia Wilde in pain. That kick had hurt.

“I was in a rush to get the door and I tripped,” the black-haired beauty told the other black-haired beauty as Alicia and Joshua entered. “So you’re Roselyn’s true love?”

“Guilty as charged – oh, sorry.” This wasn’t Alicia’s day; now she’d gone and said the wrong thing.

“It’s all right,” Olivia assured her, taking Alicia’s bag as they went back to the others. “You weren’t on the jury.”

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Alicia cuddled Joshua in both hands, feeling him squirming against her chest as she saw the ladies seated in the front room. The women were in a circle discussing their next moves, and Roselyn had her back to the newcomer – which was just how Alicia wanted it, the better to creep up behind her while shaking her head at Shay spotting her first and about to say hi.

“So we’re going to have to-“ Roselyn had started, before feeling a little hand brushing her hair.

“Mommy,” Joshua gurgled, and Roselyn’s face lit up like a fireworks display.

“JOSHUA!” With a cry of joy, Roselyn scooped her son into her arms, cooing and laughing in delight. It had been so long since she’d been with him outside an institution – so very long. “Mommy missed you SO much…”

“Oh, he’s so CUTE!” Blake cried next to her.

“I thought you said you weren’t the mothering kind,” Roselyn laughed.

“He’s a guy, she’s Blake, you work it out,” Shay chuckled, looking warmly at the infant as Olivia and Hayden made it unanimous, forgetting their troubles for a moment.

“It won’t be long now,” Roselyn told Joshua, wondering if the enormous smile he was sporting had something to do with so many gorgeous women making a fuss over him.

“No, it won’t,” Alicia agreed, turning her smile onto Roselyn.

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Fifteen minutes later, the six women had become four – Alicia and Roselyn had disappeared to another room, leaving Joshua in the capable hands of Blake Lively, Shay Mitchell, Hayden Panettiere and Olivia Wilde.

“So how do we keep the kid busy till they’re finished?” Shay asked.

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“Maybe we could sing to him?” Hayden suggested.

“It’s always singing with you, isn’t it?” Olivia said. “Anyway, I can’t sing for shit.”

“Like that ever stopped Avril Lavigne,” Blake replied.

“Excuse me?!” Shay snapped.

“Chill, guys…” Olivia told them before Lavigne’s biggest fan could take action. “Maybe we could get him something to eat.”

“We haven’t got any baby food in there,” Hayden pointed out. “I’ll go and check Alicia’s-“

“WAAAAAHHHH!!!!”

Shay winced – toddlers crying went through her like a knife. Olivia looked like she desperately wanted to be somewhere else as well, and Hayden sped up her search of Alicia’s supplies. When it came to noisy kids, every second counted…  at least the kid didn’t sound like he needed to have his diaper changed. That, none of them was looking forward to doing. Going up against the cops and Mitra they could handle, but they could not put up with the literal kind of shit.

“Relax, ladies,” Blake said briskly as she unbuttoned her top. “I got this.”

Olivia and Shay’s attention went from Joshua to Blake as the moled blonde let out a full breast with one hand and scooped up the howling tot, resting him on her chest with his mouth near her nipple. The crying stopped like a tap had been turned off, the boy drawing Blake’s pokie between his lips and drinking her milk. He gurgled happily in her arms, his hands touching her chest as if she was his first love.

“I may not want kids of my own but I’ve done my share of babysitting,” Blake explained as Hayden, noticing the sudden calm, came back from the kitchen and watched the scene, mixing being impressed with knowing exactly how Joshua felt.

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again as Roselyn thrust her tongue deep inside her sex, counting down the seconds until they could switch places and she’d be between her partner’s long limbs.

Maybe Roselyn was moving faster than she normally did because she knew they didn’t have too much time to waste – but she didn’t let her pace reduce the quality of her work. Alicia shook on the bed as she felt Roselyn’s mouth loving her, sending her to the heights sooner than she’d planned…

“Fast worker,” Shay commented as Alicia’s screams of passion burst from the bedroom, before glancing at Joshua, now fast asleep in Blake’s arms with a contented look on his face and a little milk still on his lips.

“How come he didn’t wake up?” Hayden asked.

“The way those two keep looking at each other? He’s probably used to it,” Olivia chuckled.

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Alicia was next to Roselyn as the gang gathered in the front room, the others sitting on the floor or on chairs with Joshua curled up on the sofa still asleep, a smile on his face all the while.

“Wonder what my little man’s dreaming of?” Roselyn said.

“I might have some idea…” Hayden laughed, eyeing Blake.

“So what’s the state of play?” Alicia asked.

“We’re going after Monica Bellucci,” Shay told her. “There’s a good chance she’ll be able to get hold of Rhona’s home address for us, but we’ve gotta get Monica after hours.”

“And we’ve only got two candidates for the job,” Olivia added.