Capítulo 42: Chapter 5

The bouncer took one look at Adara and shook his head. "We're full. Move aside."

Rejected, Adara sidled away, hands shoved into her pockets, the red glare of the flashing, neon sign lighting the sidewalk. She wasn't even sure she'd find what she wanted inside, yet the name of the place, Fang Cocktail, and the graphic - a martini glass with amber liquid and a bobbing eyeball - seemed promising.

Just her luck, she'd arrived too late.

A woman swept past Adara, her blond hair teased, makeup thick, and her dress short.

Something so small and tight wouldn't protect her from the chilly evening weather. It truly wasn't appropriate, given her nipples practically tore a hole through the skimpy fabric.

But it wasn't the woman who raised Adara's ire, it was the bouncer saying, "Right this way, ma'am."

Adara whirled to see the blonde sashaying her way inside.

Not so full, after all.