The girl, dressed in oversized gray joggers and a hoodie, walked into the salon. Her blue eyes scanned the crowd, her hood pulled up over her head, and her fingers constantly fidgeting. Maria could clearly see that she was nervous. She put down her scissors and faced her with a smile. But the teenager turned and rushed outside. “Sorry, Lucy,” Maria apologized to her client. Then, she navigated through the packed salon to go out onto the street.