The Lady
She wore a steel-grey business suit and glasses that could have been darker than a black hole.
You couldn't have not noticed the edges of the handkerchief in the breast pocket which looked sharp enough to cut through bullet-proof glass.
She wore shoes with such high heels she had to bend down when going through a door.
Her dark hair was so short she almost had a boy’s hairstyle and her hair sparkled when she moved.
You Do Not Want To Mess With Her
By RD
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