Hector stopped infront of the club.
I looked out the window and saw the line to get in, stretching all the way around the building. It was a Saturday night after all, it usually gets really busy.
Hector held out a combat knife from the front seat.
“I didn’t think you could conceal a gun in that dress.”
I chuckled out at his comment.
He was right.
I took the knife from him and shoved it in my bra, having easy access to it.
I really hope I’m not gonna have to use this, but you never know. Better to be prepared anyways.
“Ready boss?” Hector asked out, throwing me from my thoughts
“Ready as I’ll ever be.”
Hector got out, making the other men get out, leaving me by myself. Hector walked around the car and opened my door, helping me out.
I fixed my coat, making sure it was
