it was 11 pm on a Friday night when you were working as a bartender at a local bar, it’s close to closing time and almost everyone is gone. In arrives a tall slender woman with black hair and piercing blue eyes, behind her are two burly men with an emotionless expression. She sits down on a stool and slightly raises her hand. “Hellos miss bartender? I’ll have a glass of your finest bourbon.” she says putting out the cigarette she’d been smoking on the ashtray. Her voice was smooth and polite