The Scam

“Shayri,” the commander of Vender stared at me. “You’ll be the decoy.”

Damn. I only wanted to get a tattoo on my shoulder—I’d been planning it for ages, there just hadn’t been time. I was waiting for this case to be closed. It was closed…

“Boss, if we assess objectively—I’m far from a beauty.”

The commander wasn’t bothered by such details. “You have six months to become the most beautiful woman of all the ones Gess Meikon has ever seen. The task is set—carry it out!”

After this briefing, my life cracked. I’m an analyst, and in three days of searching for information I developed a plan to transform from an ugly girl into “the most beautiful woman of all the ones Gess Meikon has ever seen.”