Holly O'Dell
"Devin Underhill?" I stared at my boss.
"Kate, you're one of my best reps, but I swear that
sometimes you live under a rock," Gwen said with a dramatic swipe of her hand, her clunky straight-fromChinatown bracelets clinking hollowly together. "I know
how you frown upon these so-called `society types,' but
you have got to know who Devin Underhill is."