Chapter 18

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I find Devesh in her fashion studio. She, Justice and the rest of their design team are hard at work getting ready for New York Fashion Week. When I tell Devesh what I've come for, she looks at me like I'm crazy.

"Who's been tellin' ya ye need a mentor?" she asks.

"Ida."

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "That old crow is set her ways. 'N she always be missin' the forest for the trees."

Devesh must be able to tell that I have no idea what she's talking about. "Ya don't need a mentor," she explains. "Some guidance, here n' there, maybe; but a mentor? Baby girl, ye haven't needed one for awhile now."

"So... could you be my guide, then?" I ask.

She flat out tells me no.

"I don't have time for those tings. But," she adds with a gleam in her eye, "I can tell ya where ta find a good one."

I perk up and ask her who she has in mind.

"Information like that," she tells me with a smirk, "is gonna cost ye." 

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