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With trembling hands, Daria opened the golden envelope.
Open the package little wolf and come to my office at 8 pm.- J.B.B.
Was written in sweeping golden handwriting on the matte black stationery.
Astonished about the message and driven by curiosity what would be in the package, she picked it up and went to her bed.
Almost as soon as the door slammed shut, the beautifully wrapped package landed on the white linen bedding.
Daria quickly glanced at the clock hanging on the wall to her right, above the desk.
The hands read 6:05 p.m. and Daria wondered why the mysterious package had shown up two hours before she was supposed to report to Bucky's office.
She sat down on her bed and placed the package on her lap.
Her fingertips slid over the black wrapping paper of the package. Although she would have loved to rip the paper off immediately without restraint, she paused for a few seconds to swallow her excitement a little.
She carefully removed the adhesive strips around the edges. When she finally managed to open the wrapping paper so that it could be used again, she slipped it off the box below, revealing a white box with the name 'Alexander McQueen' embossed in black.
Her breath caught when she saw the name.
She had never been a fashion guru - how could she in captivity in the RedRoom? - but when she made it out of there and lived in New York for a while, she often stood in front of the windows of the designer stores and looked at the exclusive fashion.
And among others, the works of Alexander McQueen.
Her heart was in her throat when she lifted the lid and two more boxes appeared.
She decided to open the left and thus larger box first.
When she opened the tissue paper, shoes appeared. Not just any shoes but black leather sandals with almost 4 inches spiked heels and ankle straps.
The shoes she had marveled at when she had gone shopping with Natalia and Ramona a week ago.
She had spotted them, as she always did, in the shop window and couldn't take her eyes off them.
Of course, the whole thing had not gone unnoticed. Nat and Ramona had asked why she had stopped abruptly from one second to the next and looked apathetically through the window.
