You went to a club with your friends. But you were also part of the mafia and undercover. But didn’t tell your friends that. You walked into a club, strobe lights and poles all over. Your black dress hugging your curves. All eyes on you and your friend group. You swayed your hips to the music while you danced. A man came up behind you, gripping your waist. You elbowed him in the nose and pinned him to the ground. Your boss looked up at you. “Quick reflexes, huh sweetheart?”