‘Made them boy sopranos again, at least for the time being. I presume that you know these specimens?’ ‘Yes, the one with the coconut ice colour ...cheme is the one that I told you about.’ ‘It seems as if you people are not safe no matter where you are. You’d better come with us.’ As they hadn’t fully unpacked it took a matter of minutes for them to throw their clothes into their bags and leave. ‘Your phone isn’t working.’ John said as they left. ‘No, it hasn’t been connected yet. Why?’ ‘We. We let them in, and it was clear that we were up for some serious clubbing. We were dressed to the nines. I was the most elegant I'd been, probably since my high school prom. I wore a red cocktail dress I'd had for a few years, but never had the courage to wear after I bought it because it was short – just below my crotch, displayed a lot of the curvature of both boobs, and had no back – confirming that I was braless. By plan, I was commando too.Sheila was similarly clad, and had also dispensed. Paron's face exploded, his nose shattered and three of his front teeth broke loose, one embedding itself in Kat's palm. Kat followed up with a knee strike to Paron's ribs, cracking several and slamming the man against the side of the elevator. Kat was able to stop herself before she delivered a coup de grace, but it was a near thing. The Path fighting style was designed to kill, and, while she was very good, she was also scared.Paron lay on the floor, blood streaming from his broken nose and. He responded, ‘We’ll, you’re looking at a misdemeanor charge of prostitution, but your buddy here is looking at felony assault on a police officer, solicitation, and a broken tail light to top it off.’ He paused so that she could remember the amount of trouble they were looking at. Then continued, ‘You’d have to do quite a bit of services for me to let the both of you off with a warning for all that.’ Monique could sense that the cop was being careful with his words and wasn’t going to say.