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the loud music. They stayed in the back,
glued to their cell phones. Every once in a while, one of them
would go outside but return a minute later.
    Something was up with them. I was sure of it.
I took another drink and felt someone slide between the barstools
behind me. I set my drink down and turned.
    “ Sorry,” a handsome,
dark-haired man said. “I didn’t mean to crowd you.”
    I smiled, the breath catching slightly in my
chest. “It’s okay,” I shouted over the music.
    He flashed perfectly white teeth and leaned
forward, his arm brushing against mine. He waved to the bartender
and put a twenty on the counter. He ordered two drinks.
    “ You here alone?” he asked,
eyes flicking to the barstool next to mine, which was occupied by
an older man. We clearly weren’t here together.
    I felt myself flush. There was something
embarrassing about being alone, something that left a lot to be
implied. Was I here by myself because I had no friends? Was I
cheating on someone? Was I only looking for a hook up?
    I blinked and smiled again. Was I the only
one who worried about pointless shit like this? Probably.
    “ I am.”
    He leaned closer to me. “What? I didn’t hear
you.”
    “ I am,” I said again and
subconsciously ran my finger up and down the stem of my
glass.
    “ Oh,” he said and leaned
forward again, picking up the drinks. He turned around with grace,
looking at my martini. My heart skipped a beat. “I was gonna ask
you and your buddy to swap us seats, but never mind.” He smiled
again, eyes moving to the guy behind me. Then he turned around and
handed a drink to a pretty blonde.
    I wanted to die.
    I put my hands on the bar and let out a
breath. Just when I thought I had it…nope, not a fighting chance. I
finished my drink and went to the bathroom. After I peed and washed
my hands, I looked at my reflection.
    I hadn’t put as much effort
into my appearance as I had the previous nights, but I didn’t think
I looked that bad.
My hair was straight, neatly hanging around my face. I had on gold
eye shadow and brown liner. My lashes were naturally long and
looked pretty good sans fake ones.
    I moved my eyes down. I was
wearing a short dress and heels. The heels pinched my toes, and I
was cold in the dress. I turned to the side. I did look good. Swap-Me-Seats guy could
go fuck himself.
    I smoothed my hair and went back into the
bar. The first thing I noticed was that Swap-Me-Seats and his girl
had taken my stool. The second thing I noticed was one of the guys
I had been watching slip outside.
    I swallowed hard and followed him, adrenaline
pulsing through me. I clutched my purse, which had my gun and my
badge in it. My heels quietly clicked on the pavement, and my
breath clouded around me. Goosebumps broke out over my skin, and I
wished I had worn a sweater.
    Or a bulletproof vest.
    But that clashed with my stilettos.
    A black SUV turned off the street, rolling
down the alley that ran adjacent to the bar. The guy from the bar
had his back turned, talking on his cell phone. He nodded to the
guys in the SUV.
    I stood close to the building, watching. The
guys got out of the SUV. One had a gun tucked into his pants. He
moved out of the driver’s side, standing with his legs wide and
arms crossed, trying to look tough. Another man exited the SUV and
went around to the back where he opened the door.
    The guy from the bar pulled out a wad of cash
and handed it to the man by the back of the SUV. He carefully
counted it, then turned, pulling a brown paper bag from the
vehicle.
    I smiled and pushed back my nerves. This was
it! A drug bust. I reached into my purse to call for backup. I
wasn’t stupid; I knew I couldn’t do this all on my own.
    Then I heard footsteps behind me. My heart
stopped, and white-hot fear paralyzed me. Fuck. The second guy from
the bar.
    “ Hey lady!” he shouted, loud
enough for the other guys to hear. My fingers closed around my cell
phone. The guys looked up. The one with the gun moved