
"Ms. Madison?" the question caused her to turn. "You have company waiting in the bar."
"Great," Ms. Madison smiled. "Who is it?"
"She didn't say," the page replied.
"She doesn't need to," Ms. Madison laughed. "If she is a she, then I know who it is. Any company with her?"

"Thanks," the blonde smiled cutely, before heading on into the bar.
The Girl in Grey, dressed in a long coat, rose at Ms. Madison's entry. So did scruff, and the way the other chair moved indicated that the Outsider was

"Shall we go to my suite?" Ms. Madison asked.
Before she could do anything more, the doors of the bar crashed open, and a horde of masked gunmen poured through.
1 comment:
Oh goody, I love hordes of masked gunmen! Emily loves them even more! Of course, she's also a lot more lethal.
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