THIRD PERSON POV A dark-haired lady, wearing a skimpy red dress, and a pair of black Jimmy Choos, pushed past a crowd of drunk sweaty people, dancing and frolicking against the messy floors. Strobe lights danced around the room. A drunken man stood in her way, smiling widely like a predator, wrapping his arms around her waist, he proceeded to speak with his alcohol-filled breath. "My, don't you look sexy tonight?" Zena was really not in the mood to politely ask a stranger to let her be so she pushed him to the side and he crashed to the floor. Gasps were heard around but she didn't care at this point. She made a beeline for the bar and slipped into a stool, smiling at the bartender whose skin was marked with so many tattoos. He smiled at her. "What would you be having, pretty lady?" She smiled back at him, slipping her burgundy manicured nails into her painted lips. "I'd have bloody Mary, thanks." "Target in sight." She spoke into the one-way voice li
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