Fitz.

I prearranged a classy restaurant for the meeting with Alyssa tonight. Ever since I saw her on the street last night, I knew she would be perfect for what Carlo and I needed —a runaway model for the launching of his brand.

Hadley got new bruises all over her face again and she wasn't in the right state to model and all other models we auditioned couldn't be on the runaway, just about five of them were eligible and the special design Carlo had designed for made for one person —the body and the face was needed, which I think Alyssa had it all.

I ordered a drink before...