CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY THREE – A DEVIOUS PLAN

A few minutes later, Raj returned, eyes wide with a mixture of amusement and disbelief. "Mrs. Hardy," he whispered, leaning in conspiratorially, "you won't believe this." Karina raised an eyebrow, her anticipation piqued. Raj explained that the woman, whose name he discovered was Ms. Kensington, had a rather extensive order history with Fenrir. In the past month alone, she'd placed and returned over a dozen items, each a high-end designer piece. A smile bloomed on Karina's face. This entitled customer wasn't just someone who might have missed an email notification; she was a chronic returner, someone who treated online shopping like a high-stakes game of dress-up with no intention of actually keeping anything. Armed with this newfound knowledge, Karina approached Ms. Kensington, who was now frantically tapping away on her phone, presumably checking her email. "Any luck finding that confirmation email, Ms. Kensington?" Karina inquired, her voice laced with feigned concern. Ms. Kens