"My name is Miguel De La Cruz," he said with a salute. "I saw you on your balcony and had to see who you were." He pulled out a magazine that had Clare's photo on the cover. "I had no idea I would find an up and coming artist. May I come in, Miss Florence? I would like to see your works and possibly buy a couple pieces."

He continued to whisper in her mind, to allow him access. Tell me to come in, he ordered. He leaned on the door frame, waiting, knowing she could not disobey him.

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