“I don’t think you’ve looked at yourself in a mirror recently. You’re putting out total hot freaky rocker chick vibes. That guy with the Metallica bandana down there is totally checking you out.” George glances down at the guys, then back at me, and I see a million questions burning in her eyes. “Who are you, and what have you done with the real Mackenzie Malloy?” I smile. “I’m holding her hostage so I can steal her life, obviously.
