ISABELLA
When we arrived at the alley behind the club, I stepped out of Sarah's car and slipped into the short black dress Antonio had bought me on our shopping trip.
I changed into the stilettos I'd brought along, loosened my hair, and let it fall over my shoulders.
Using the small mirror in my bag, I reapplied my lipstick and adjusted the face mask Sarah and I had gotten from a bouncer she knew.
I felt a quiet thrill as I fixed the mask in place.
"Are you sure he won't see you, Bella? This is risky," Sarah said, already pulling on her club clothes.
"Relax. He won't even smell me," I replied with a smile as I finished adjusting the mask.
"If he sees you, I wasn't involved, okay?"
"Sarah," I said, resting a hand on my waist and chuckling. "You should trust me. Thi
