Chapter 2: Building Tension
低音的节奏穿过俱乐部的墙壁,无情的心跳与莫拉自己的心在时间。她能感觉到舞池的酷热,当她随着音乐移动时,身体紧紧地压在她的身上。她长长的金发绕在肩膀上,她转过身去向朋友喊东西时,抓住了她的唇膏。这些话在喧闹中迷失了.她笑了,举起双手让音乐洗她。
房间对面,一个女人引起了她的注意。 She was striking, with dark hair cascading down her back and deep green eyes that seemed to cut through the smoke and strobe lights. She was older than Maura, maybe late thirties, but she moved with an innate confidence that made her stand out. She was alone, sipping a drink and watching the dancers with a small smile playing on her lips. Maura felt a sudden urge to talk to her, to break free from the familiar crowd and dive into the unknown.
She weaved her way through the dancing bodies, each step bringing her closer to the mysterious woman. As she reached the edge of the dance floor, she saw the woman look up and catch her gaze.