A loud bang had me jumping up and grabbing my service weapon before I could take in what was going on. In the doorway, hands on hips like a vengeful superhero, stood Lucille. The door swung back from where it had hit the wall in her mad rush to enter and almost clipped her in the face. She got a hand out in time and gave it another fierce shove, but moved inside before it swung back yet again and clicked shut.
“Easy on my drywall there, killer.” I put my gun back in its holster and sat down. Not because I wanted to sit but more because my legs wouldn’t hold me any longer. To say my knees went weak would be an understatement.
Gone was the covered up, mousy, middle-aged pain-in-the-ass woman from before. This woman, the one with her entire arms showing and bare legs that teased then disappeared behind a short skirt, was Lucille at twenty years of age had her personality taken a sharp turn into sassy and interesting. My eyes nearly bugged out of my head as I took in the curve of her ass and hips, showcased perfectly in the tight fabric of her skirt. And her breasts? Holy hell.
She’d been carrying concealed weapons.
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