Mission Pretty Possible Chapter 17.13 (Patreon)

“And that,” Sam said, pointing a manicured finger at him, “is how you get the gossip. Nobody guards their secrets around the dumb pretty intern. They think you’re too busy worrying about your split ends to understand corporate espionage.”

Ethan’s mouth hung open. “So… the plan is for me to be… incompetent? You want me to play a bimbo?”

“I want you to play ‘non-threatening,’” Claire corrected. “The mole is paranoid, Ethan. If you go in there acting smart and sharp, they’ll suspect you. If you go in there looking like… well, looking like you spend three hours on your hair…”

“Which I apparently do now,” Ethan muttered bitterly.

“Exactly,” Sam said. “You’re invisible in plain sight. You’re just eye candy. And while they’re staring at the blonde hair, you’re stealing the data.”

Ethan looked back at the mirror. He tried to make a serious, tough face. The blonde hair just made him look like he was pouting. It was hopeless. The masculinity was gone.

“I feel so exposed,” Ethan whispered. “I feel like everyone is in on a joke except me.”

“The joke is on them, baby,” Sam winked. “But we’re not done. The hair is great, but the face is washing you out. You look like a ghost with a weave. Tanya! Makeup!”

Twenty minutes later, Ethan sat motionless as Tanya applied the final coat of gloss.