Prologue
Before their flight to Iceland, Svana and Tayla stopped in Burbank to retrieve some of her mother’s jewelry from Kevin’s condo.
They got quite the surprise when they got there.
Svana opened the door.
“Simone?”
It was Sloane.
“You look….very different,” Sloane said. “What did you do, Simone? And who the hell is goth dommy mommy over here?”
“Ohmygod Svana!” Tayla said. “She’s EXACTLY the insufferable bitch you said she was, stahhhp.”
“I don’t know who Simone is,” Svana said. “The REAL question is, Why are you still in Kevin’s condo?”
“He’s in Montreal,” Sloane said. “And he probably isn’t coming back. He doesn’t know.”
“Telling my Pabbi he kidnapped me, That was so….you, Sloane,” Svana said. “Anyway, I just came back to get my Mamma’s things. Then you’ll never see me again.”
“It was my last gift to him. And are you sure about that Simone?” Sloane said. “And what is this you’re doing? Cosplaying?
“Yes, I’m VERY sure,” Svana said as she smiled at Sloane. “I’ll be letting Kevin know you’re squatting in his condo. And again, I don’t know anyone named Simone. My name is Svana.”
“Langbjörnsdóttir.”
