Carla spotted the girl. Yes, that was her. The blonde hair, wide eyes, cute button nose. Exactly like the photo her contact provided. Lili, the contact had called her. Lili Frond, once royalty. Once a fairy.

She was wandering between the racks of fine clothes. Carla heard her give a longing sigh.

Carla slipped an arm around Lili's shoulders.“I see you appreciate the finer things in life. I think I might be able to offer you a position working with me.”

“Oh,” cooed Lili, brightening. “What are you? A fashion designer?”

“No.” Carla smiled, sharklike. “Something much better.”