Lexie Green

Jo studied Lexie in the dim light.  She looked half child, half whore. Skin as dark as freshly-turned top soil, hair drawn back, finely curved cheek bones.  Her jaw jutted out defiantly.  A large man’s hand could have wrapped around her throat with fingers nearly touching thumb.

from Painted Black, the novel

Reporter Jo Sullivan meets Lexie for the first time.

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