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25 - A Deadly Date

It's Saturday. It is the first official day of the weekend, for many employees across the country. It is the first day that parents get to spend time with their children after their long week at school. It is the first Saturday ever, which Harriet was dreading to come around. It's Saturday – the day the anonymous murderer will get caught.

It was 5 o'clock in the afternoon and the heat was unbearable. The stuffy little room that Harriet and Zara had been locked in, with the professional make up team and a wardrobe assistant was basically suffocating them. Harriet was only there as Zara's support mechanism and to make sure they didn't make her look too... obvious.

The team had been rushing around for the last hour, sweat dripping from their foreheads and shoes clicking on the ground as they ran. Instructions were flung from one person to another and yet no one argued or dare disobey. Considering the amount of people in the room there were no accidents to report either. Zara looked over to Harriet and raised a perfectly manipulated eyebrow.

"What do you think?"

"I think you need the rest of your make up done." Harriet sniggered as she looked over Zara's half made up face. She had one perfect eyebrow, one perfect cat eye but nothing more. The makeup assistant that was currently doing her eye makeup let out a short growl as he furiously tried to finish his job. Zara had kept wriggling and moving, meaning he was slipping up and making the task last twice as long.

"I shouldn't have volunteered for this, I'm way too impatient."

"You're not kidding." The makeup assistant mumbled under his breath. Zara scowled.

"Relax." Harriet took a seat on a plush bean bag chair, grimacing as she sank deep into it. "You have to remember what you're doing this for. It will be worth it."

"I know, I haven't forgotten. I just, don't... this... I can't stand being girly." Zara spat out, crossing her arms. The makeup artist groaned once again as his hand slipped and trailed a line of mascara over Zara's eyelid. Harriet couldn't help but laugh, which earned a dirty look from him and Zara.

A large lady, who resembled a pink marshmallow due to her clothing choice of pink t-shirt and pink three quarter leggings, came over to Harriet and introduced herself. She was the wardrobe assistant. Harriet's eyes nearly popped out of her head, but she managed to hide her emotions. Just. Marshmallow lady smiled brightly at the two Detectives. Harriet watched as she strode over to Zara just as the makeup assistant finished his job. Zara's face matched Harriet's as she shook her hand.

"Detective Sheed, I have your outfit ready."

"Brilliant, can I see it?"

Marshmallow lady nodded and spun on her heels, striding in the opposite direction. When she returned, she was carrying an outfit bag. She held it up and slowly undid the zip. Harriet gasped, Zara gasped and even the overly self-absorbed make up guy turned around from where he was stood to gaze upon the outfit. Underneath the bag cover laid the most gorgeous outfit both Detectives had ever set eyes on.

Zara was ushered into the changing rooms to try on her outfit. When she came back out, Harriet's jaw nearly dropped to the floor. After spending months just seeing Zara with no makeup, and her officer uniform, seeing her all girly and dressed up was a big shock. She looked stunning.

The deep red dress hugged at Zara's bust down to her waist and then flowed out to just above her knee. The material swayed around her toned, tanned legs. It had a sweetheart neckline, revealing just the right amount of cleavage, held up by thin straps. Zara's dark hair contrasted perfectly with the dress and fell in curls around her shoulders. Her makeup was stunning and her deep, dark orbs really stood out from the mascara. She was like an exotic model.