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The sign in the door's window stated the small store was open though the grand opening wouldn't be until tomorrow. It was a new bookstore located just around the block of the middle of Odessa's main street. The new owner of the building had worked hard in the last few days to get the store ready to receive customers.  Beside the door to the left was a large bay window that allowed pedestrians a good look inside. Upon the huge window was the store name, Westfield Bookstore, freshly painted in gold with big letters, and underneath the name were the smaller painted words 'Selling & Buying New & Used Books'. In the corner of that window was a small help wanted sign. The exterior of the two story building was brick as was the interior. The interior of the store was quaint and snug. The checkout counter was located to the right a few feet from the entrance. Shelves that reached from the floor to the ceiling lined the walls. Smaller shelves lined the center of the store arranged in a zigzag pattern upon the hardwood floor. Two doors, currently locked and off limits to patrons, were located in the back of the shop. One door lead to the buildings basement that contained the owner's personal library and a collection of rare books, or it would within the coming months. The other door lead upstairs to the shop owner's living quarters.

Nina Ivanova zipped up her leather coat before flipping over the sign to notify future pedestrians that the store is closed for the day. Retrieving her keys from small, designer purse Nina exited her building and quickly locked the door. The young woman returned her keys to her purse then placed her delicate hands in the pockets of her coat to protect them from the cold air. Being from the south east of the nation Nina was not used to seeing in snow in April. The 2.5 inch heels of her black leather ankle boots clicked upon the sidewalk as she began walking towards the corner of main street. Her deep blue jeans fit comfortably around her legs and hugged the curve of her wide hips and plump heart shaped derriere quite nicely yet provided little warmth at the moment. Turning the corner a gust of wind sent a shiver through the seventeen year old's slender body and whipped her dark hair about her head. Nina cursed under her breath as she hastily brushed her long wavy locks from her face. Lowering her head Nina pushed through the wind and frosty air as she walked swiftly towards the diner down the street.