Jennifer stood in front of her closet, sliding hangers one way, then the other. She really had no desire to go out tonight, but Jonathan had made it very clear, this evening was important. If he was ever going to make the right connections in the company or have any chance of becoming the Mayor, this was the going to be one the important ones. She'd been to dozens of these parties, and it was always the same. Middle-aged women wearing heavy cologne that choked the very air from your lungs, while their paunchy husbands groped at whomever and whatever was closest. She sighed and finally pulled out her black sheath. A single strand of pearls and her hair pulled up in a tight French knot should be just the ticket. Jonathan always wanted her to look like a "showpiece" and tonight would certainl
