Sasha stared at the long line of people stretching out around the corner of the X-Factor. Johnny stood by her concealing his weapon in his belt behind him. His hair slicked back, and his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses he looked dangerous. His dark clothing accented his muscular form, making him appear large and powerful. A looming menacing figure, she now understood his street name.
Sasha wiped the sweat from her palms against the hips of her black dress pants. The form fitted hips and thighs led down to an elegant loose flare at the ankle. The long pant leg covered most of her heeled boot showing only the toe from beneath the fabric. Her white sleeveless shirt buttoned up the front hugging her waist. The feel of the pistol tucked behind her made her uncomfortable, but she would not l
