Alexis had just stepped stepped out of the shower and was drying off when the doorbell rang. "Finally, room service." She wraped a towel around your well built body and opened the door to her poush hotel room. The bellhop pushes a cart in covered with hot deliscious smelling food. Being constantly wary, she notices the white cloth covering the cart moved slightly. "Stay right there. Let me get you a tip." She opened the drawer next to the bed and pulled out her favorite gun. It looks and feels like a colt 45, but when fired, sounds like someone blowing in your ear. Custom made and very silent. As she turns around the bellhop is lifting the cart's white cloth and a man underneath is points a gun at her. You drop your towel and the two men pause just long enough. She fires first. Two bullets rip thru the man under the cart and another shot tooks the bellhop out. "Damn, that was close! I think it's time to check out."

The lusty redhead quickly finishes drying off. The sun is setting, good. She can wonder around the Arts District, blending in and hiding, until it's time to meet her contact and give them this damn computer chip. Otherwise both her and the contact will be sitting ducks and the drop off spot would be discovered. The Arts District will be crowded with strangly dressed people of all types including a lot of leather, rubber, and lycra fetishests. Gallery hopping and checking out the wild retail shops lining several city blocks in downtown Dallas. Most of which will be staying open very late. There will even be a few ladies of the evening out plying their trade.

Alexis dresses in a sharp grey pinstripe business suit with a thin white blouse. The skirt coming to mid thigh. Classic black pumps and nude pantyhose with a built in lace panty cover her shapely legs. She dislikes most udnerwear and checks herself in the mirror tossing her long curly red hair back, then tucks her favorite gun in a shoulder holster. She leaves everything else in the room. There's nothing in any of it anyway. She has no fingerprints to leave behind. She takes only two credit cards and her license. The chip safely hidden.

She takes the stairs to the lobby and checks out. Then heads for the Arts District only a few blocks away.

Halfway there she realizes someone is following her and turns quickly down a dark narrow alley. A wino sits on a door step drinking from his bottle and begging. She hurrys past and turns another corner just as a bullet chips off a chunk of brick. She removes her gun and shoots back. But no one's in the alley. She cautiously moves back down the alley towards the drunk.

Suddenly the drunk dives at her. It's him, she thinks. He knocks her back into the wall then punches Alexis in the stomach. The gun drops to the ground and she doubles over.

"Give me the chip and I'll spare your life." She knees him in the groin and quickly picks up her gun. Thum, thum, thum. ALexis pumps three rounds into him. A puddle of blood appears under his lifeless body. She sees the drunk laying face down on the ground, more blood. Then yshe crouches down in a dark corner to wait. Soon a woman in a black lycra minidress, pantyhose and black pumps, moves cautiously towards her dead partner from the far end of the alley. The woman crouches over him facing away from Alexis who points her gun at the woman's back. She starts to turn. Thum, thum. Alexis pumps two shells into the woman's back who falls over her partner. She looks around. Good, no witnesses.

Alexis replaces your gun and straightens her clothes, but her blouse and pantyhose are ripped. Inspiration hits. Since she needs some new clothes anyway she walks calmly down the sidewalk until she finds a fetish clothing store.

There are several other people looking and trying clothes on. Perfect, she thinks, and selects a deep purple lycra catsuit with zippers over the crouch and breasts, black leather thigh boots with high heels and a short black leather jacket. She puts your hair up in a tight bun behind her head. Nice. She drops her old clothes in the trash, pays and leaves. As Alexis looks aournd the streets she might even be considered to be dressed conservatively compared to some people she's seen so far.

Just down the street a gallery has opened and lots of people are examining various art pieces. She enters and accepts a glass of champangue and blends in easily.

Someone backs into her and she almost spills her drink.

"I'm terribly sorry." He says apologetically. A suprisingly good looking younger man of maybe twenty five and nicely built.

"It's all right. No damage done."

He's wearing black shoes, ankle warmers, black lycra tights, and a stylish leather jacket over a white shirt. Mmmmmmmmmm, now this might be fun, she thinks.

Alexis hooks her arm in his. "Care to show me around? I've just arrived and I'll only be here a short while." She snuggles up close. "I really Love your tights."

A woman joins the two of them on his other side. About five three, slender and lean. A gorguous blonde. She wears a red lycra leotard with high cut legs, sheer biege tights with seams up the backs, red pumps, and a brown short leather jacket.

"This is my partner Pasha. We just finished performing. This is..."

"I'm terribley sorry, I didn't know you were with someone..."

"It's all right. Really. We would love to have you join us. Please?"

"Since you put it that way, how could I refuse. They call me Alexis."

"Your of Russian decent?"

Alexis smiles warmly, "No, it's just my name."

"I'm Mike and I really love your outfit too, Alexis."

"Why don't we go around the corner to the cafe?" Pasha says with a slight Russian accent.

Around the corner is a cheek cafe with xmas tree lights hanging around the outdoor area. The three of them take a seat in the most dimly lit section at a tiny glass topped table and order. Pasha's hand comes to rest on Alexis's thigh. Mike sits on your other side. Their coffees arrive and Alexis leans back in her chair and sips your coffee, cassually spreading her luscious legs. Pasha's hand caresses it's way to her inner thigh and towards crouch. She can feel herself becoming very aroused. ALexis places her hand on Mike's thigh. He turns and smiles warmly at her. ALexis hand slides up his muscular lycra covered thigh and cups his manhood. Delighted to find he's not wearing anything under his tights. His penis feels long and wide as she strokes it. His eyes close and he moans softly.

"Mike is easily to get aroused, Alexis. We are perforance artists. Part of our performance is I give him a blow job right on stage in front of an audience. The performance is actually highly erotic. He usually has to fuck my brains out after each one." Her fingers playing with the zipper in your crouch. "After we finish our coffee would you like to come to our room and make love with us?"

Alexis is supprised at her openness. "Well, um, yes I'd love to. How do you get away with doing that in public? The blow job I mean, without getting arrested?"

"This is Dallas "Arts District"." Two fingers of each hand making the quotes sign in the air. "You can do almost anything here, as long as you call it art. And as long as it's not a crime with a victum. Like steeling or rape. The Police look the other way." Alexis feels the zipper in her crouch being slowly unzipped. Her clit being fully exposed. Pasha's finger slips in.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... Ooooooohhhhhhh, Pasha..." Alexis slouches slightly in her chair making it easier for her. "

A young couple of maybe twenty at the next table openly stare at Alexis clit and Pasha's finger moving in and out and Alexis' hand fondling Mike's shaft. The young man's hand also caresses up the young woman's leg and under her leather skirt. A hint of stocking and beige garter becomes visable. Her hand lovingly strokes the buldge in his black leather pants. Pasha looks directly at her and she back. Her hands pull her skirt up to her hips and her legs spread wide revieling no panties and a flame red bush to match her hair. His fingers slipping in and rubbing her clit. She licks her lips, then unzips his fly and fishes his cock out. Her fingers wrap around it lovingly and stroke his full length. After several minutes he whispers something to her then turns sideways. She squats between his knees and goes down on him. Her head bobbing up and down as he runs his fingers thru her hair. You can hear his moan as he empties his load in her mouth. She swallows every drop then sucks him dry. She sits again and smiles warmly and blows a kiss at Pasha.

Alexis can feel her orgasm begin to rise from deep in her hips.

"Pasha, Mike, why don't we go to your room and finish this properly."

"An excellent idea. Another few strokes and I would have cum in my tights..." The three of them get a good laugh at that even as Alexis gives him those few more strokes and he fills them with cum. A large wet stain appears in the crouch near his softening head.

Pasha looks down and smiles. "I told you he's easy to stimulate. Now we really need to go to our room!"

The three of them walk around the corner and down the block to a converted wearhouse with hotel rooms on the second floor. It's a fairly standard but spacious hotel room with a large window covering one wall.

Alexis removes her jacket with her gun in it and drops it by the bed.

"Do you like anything special, Alexis?"

"Well yes, actually. I liked to be, spanked."

Mike removes his jacket. "Bend over the bed." He begins gently spanking her round cheeks.

"Oooooohhh yes. I've been very bad, Mike. Harder, I want to feel that wonderful sting on my ass."

Mike obliges and his hand smacks her rear with a pleasant sting each time. Pasha removes her jacket and crawls on the bed under you and unzips both zippers over your breasts and the one in your crouch. She spreads her powerful legs to lower her pussy to Pasha's mouth. Alexis' hands resting on the bed. Pasha's tongue digs deep into her clit and she gasps. Her hands squeezing and fondling Alexis round orbs. She feels yourself becoming very aroused. Her breathing increases. Mike's hands still causing that wonderful sting on her cheeks.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, Aaaaaaaahhhh. Oh Mike, you've done this before. Ung, ung, ung, ung, Ooooohhhhh, Yeeesssssssssssssss, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." Alexis squirms as she feels a large orgasm beginning. Mike holds her hips and continues to spank her hard. Pasha caresses her breasts and sucks her tits, as they hang over her, and pinches her erect nipples. So intense. Her knees almost buckle as her orgasm peaks and begins to fade.

Alexis rests her head on Pasha's chest and pants heavely, then pushes herself up. "I haven't had such a mind blowling orgasm like that for a very long time." Alexis hops on the bed and on top of Pasha and looks her in the eye. "And your next..." She says in a erotic tone.

Pasha speeks softly before kissing your red lips. "Mike, be a good boy and open the window, please. Then kneel behind Alexis and fuck her from behind." And their tongues dance.

Mike throws open the curtains with gusto. The glass shatters and he falls back to the floor. A large bloody hole thru the center of his chest. Alexis slaps her hand over Pasha's mouth before she can scream. "Quiet! Someone is shooting at us. Trying to kill us. Shit! I was looking forward to Mike fucking me with that long cock of his!" She removes her hand and rezips. Then tosses Pasha her jacket, puts hers on, then pulls out her 45.

Pasha stares at Mike's body on the floor. "Bbbbut why???" She manages.

She ignores the question and focuses on escape. "Do as I say and we'll both stay alive!"

She dives for the curtains as a silent spray of bullets fills the room thru the shattered window. She pulls the curtain closed and waits for the shooting to stop.

"Now Pasha! Run for the door!"

As they enter the hallway another deadly spray of bullets embeds themselves in the walls of the room pulling at the curtain.

"Come on. To the alley."

The two of them run to the far end of the hall and down an old metal fire escape ladder and into the dark alley. They duck behind a trash dumpster. A quick look. Two men in black walking there way. They wait. Then pop out. Thum. Thum. One dies. The other man lays moaning. They move up to him and kick his gun away. Alexis point hers at his chest.

"No Alexis, he is mine. Let me do it!"

She looks at her. "Please?!"

"Use his gun." It's another colt 45 but with a large silencer on the end. She picks it up and points it at his crouch. Thum. A silent scream comes from the man's mouth. She waits while he agonizes in his pain. Then points it at his forehead. Thum.

"A little payback you bastard." And kicks the body.

ALexis hears distant running footsteps. "Come on. We need to get back into a crowd." They hurry cautiously for the street and try to cassually blend in. There guns under there jackets.

"Why the hell are these people trying to kill us? No, trying to kill you."

Alexis watches closely as two men in tight black rubber walk past them. "The classic spy story. I have something they want, and they'll stop at nothing to get it. I'll sorry I got the two of you involved."

"You can make it up by letting me kill a few more of them. The bastards that killed my Mike..."

She see's two women standing on the corner looking around. Both in black leather minidresses. "Let's check out this gallery." And pushes Pasha quickly thru the door.

The gallery is a large warehouse room painted white, with a hard wood floor, and filled with contempary sculptures and paintings by young unknown artists. Three long tables are set against one wall with wine and munches. A another room filled with more art can be seen beyond a large sliding metal door. The gallery is fairly crowded with people, About half dressed in chic fancy clothes, the others in tight rubber, lycra or leather. As if they wore it to the office every day.

"Let's get a glass of wine and mingle."

They wonder around casually looking at the artwork. All the while keeping watch. She spots a woman wearing a man's black suit jacket that doesn't cover their round cheeks, black fishnets and high heels. Her shaved pussy just peeking out below the front. She's searching the crowd.

"Pasha see that woman over there? Lure her outside into the alley thru that door back there. I'll take the two men in black lycra tights and jackets over there. Then we need to find some fetishists, get real friendly and maybe get invited to a fetish party."

Pasha made sure the woman saw her as she headed for the alley door. Once outside she easily hid. The woman stepped into the appearently empty alley and listened to the night sounds of the city. She looked about eighteen, petite, and good looking. Being cautious as she started her search for Pasha. She held her gun with a long silencer at the ready. She moved right past Pasha, hiding in the numerous dark nooks of the alley. Pasha tossed a coin behind her. The girl whipped around, her gun coming down ready to fire, but the alley behind her was empty. She relaxed lowering her gun. About ten feet away Pasha simply took a step into the alley, leveled her gun and fired. Thum, thum, thum. The girl jerked as the bullets ripped thru her chest and fell to the ground. Pasha dragged her body into a corner, covered her with some trash and waited.

Alexis waits a few minutes and makes her way casually towards the door. Making sure the two men are following. They're tall and handsome and blend in the crowd like seasoned pros. She enters the alley and Pasha motions her to one of many dark nooks. The alley being only dimly lit by lights from the far end.

"We'll wait until we have a clear shot then you take the one on the left."

"Ok."

The two men cautiously enter the alley and move silently towards them. Checking each dark nook as they do. It will be an easy kill. There broad chests make such easy targets. Alexis touches Pasha and together they step quickly out and fire. Thum,thum,thum,thum. Their chests do an excellent job of stopping the bullets. They check the bodies quickly. Nothing. One of the men carried a dagger which Alexis slips into her jacket.

They return to the gallery, and after several minutes of searching, spot two men in shiny skintight lycra catsuits and high heels, who aren't holding hands. Somewhat nervously looking around. Both about twentytwo. One in red and the other in blue. Pleasant looking with nice long buldges in there crouches, nicely built and lean. The two ladies move in from behind and press up against them. There hands caressing their way around their small hips and up their stomach then move around to their fronts.

"Hello boys. My names Alexis and my friend's Pasha. What's yours?"

"Hello Alexis. I'm Tim and this is John."

"We really love your catsuits. Are you with anyone?"

"Um, no. Acrually, we were just getting ready to head out to a party. Care to join us?"

"We'd love to."

The four of them walk out with arms around each others waists, snuggled close and making small talk. Alexis keeps a watchful eye as they walk around the corner and down the block then into another converted wearhouse. This one with very expensive apartments. Up the stairs to the third floor. Two large, muscular men guard the door, both in black tuxes. One opens the door for them, then shuts it behind yheir group.

The air is thick with the smell of marijuana. It forms a thick fog everywhere. They feel themselves being affected by it. The apartment seems to be four large rooms in a row connected by short archways. The floors are lite colored hard wood. The walls a mix of concrete and glass. Each room is dimly lit and has several couches covered with lycra or leather. There are lots of people here either in lycra catsuits, leotards and tights, or pantyhose and little else or tight rubberized lycra. Everyone wears high heels of some kind. A variety of masks and hoods are piled on a table, everyone wears one. Alexis and Pasha pick up two tight blue lycra hoods and pull them over their heads. Alexis auburn hair hangs out a hole in the back. As they enter there's a table with champagnue being served by a young boy of maybe fifteen in a tight white lycra catsuit. Another table has rolled joints layed out ready to be lit and inhaled. A young girl of about the same age in a white thong leotard and nude pantyhose offers assistance. So, this is where the elite of Dallas come to party. The rich pampered people between about age 12 to 55. All the beautiful people.

They'll need to do a quick fuck with these two guys, then loose them, Alexis thinks. She really wants to take her jacket off and get into this but she can't. They may find her here and she'll need to defend yourself. She unzips her crouch. The air feels warm on her clit.

"God I feel so horny." Alexis turns and holds Tim, grinding your hips into his erection. She pulls his zipper down and fishes his long cock out of his catsuit. "Plug me Tim. Drive that hard shaft of yours deep into my pussy."

Herr leg hooks around his hip and she places his large penis head just inside her clit. She relaxes against the wall and with a quick thrust he drives his cock up into her pussy. Alexis squirms as he pounds her cunt, but he's not much. He cums after only about a dozen thrusts. His shaft goes limp and he leaves her wanting. She quickly leaves him sitting on a couch with two other guys with their long limp cocks hanging out. Pasha joins her.

"Alexis, take my jacket. I have to get out of this leotard. You at least have zippers where it counts." She removes her jacket with her gun inside and slips out of her red leotard dropping it in a corner. She tears a hole in the cotton crouch of her sheer beige tights and Alexis notices her neatly trimmed black pubic hairs as she gives her jacket back.

"Mingle but keep each other in site."

"That will be hard to do with this blue haze."

They move sensuously into the next room. There are dozens of people in each room making love, smoking joints, sipping chanpangue, and but little talking of any kind.

Back outside the entrance in the hallway six good looking women are trying to convince the two large muscular men in tuxes to be let in, but they're refused. As two women start stroking the men's shafts and distract them, two other women pull out guns and pump several rounds into them. Then drag the bodies into the stairway. Three of the women wear only nude pantyhose with the crouch cut out, and leather bolero style jackets to hide there guns. The other three are tall well built muscluar amazons, wearing sheer black lycra catsuits with the crouch open. They'll try to remove you alive and fan out ahead of the other three. All six wear black stiletto heels.

One gorgious petite woman, no more than eighteen with blonde hair, walks over to the boy standing behind the serving table. She extends her arm, the silencer bare inches away from his young chest. Thum. It slams him back. Blood smears the wall as he slumps to the floor. Then moves over to the girl behind the joint table. The silencer centered between her still developing breasts. Thum. Her slight body ia slammed back several feet before hitting the floor. No one seems to notice.

Two rooms away...

Alexis and Pasha enter the third room. They's about two dozen people in this room. They see what they've been looking for. "I see what I want."

"I'll be over there." Pasha replies and points to two well built men and a tall slender woman in the corner making love. Her head bobbing along the length of one cock as another pounds her cunt.

Alexis turns towards a tall lanky Texan leaning back against the wall with one foot planted back against its surface. His black hair hangs halfway done his back in a braided ponytail. His skin tanned and largely muscled. His chest is broad, hairless, and muscular under a black leather vest. He wears colorful cowboy boots, black lycra tights cut to look like chaps, with fringe down the sides. The tights attach at the sides to a leather belt with a large gold beltbuckle. His entire hips are naked and his massive cock is the length and width of her arm. A simple eye mask covers his face. She guesses him to be early twenties and walks slowly and sensiously across the room towards him. Her luscious body dripping raw animal sex. His eyes lock onto her and caresses her curves.

Alexis stops inches away from his body. She can feel his heat. "Hello cowboy." Comes her sexiest voice.

His voice it deep. "Well hello little philly. You look like someone who sees something she wants."

"Oh yes..." Both her hands grab his cock with some left over. Her fingers can barely close around it.

"Ever have a real cowboy snort on your flanks?..." His strong arms close around her waist and pull her against him. Her lips press against his and her tongue slips like a snake into his mouth. Passion, lust and raw sexual drive take over. His hands caress Alexis shapely body. Glides over her round ass. Her slit runs from above her cunt down between her legs and up to the top of her ass. A finger slides down between Alexis cheeks.

Her leg snakes around one muscular thigh and she kisses down his chest to his massive cock. Her tongue flicks like a snake at his round head and she can hear him moan with pleasure and feel his dick become even more rigid. She sucks his shaft into your mouth. Only half of it fits as her head bobs back and forth along his length. Then her tongue runs along his shaft preparing it. Running along the massive ridge along the underside of it. She sucks his balls into your mouth and licks his sack. Her hand stroking his shaft. Then she stands and places his cock below her pussy and clamps her thighs down around it. She moves her hips back and forth, running her lycra covered thighs against it.

"Ooooohhh little philly, your driving me crazy."

"Thank you, cowboy." The sound of Alexis voice is pure sex.

"Don't they spank horses when they've been bad?"

"Sometimes we do. Sometimes we just put a bullet between their eyes."

"Yes, pump me pull of your bullets, cowboy. I want to feel each pulse of your gun in my target.

He takes his cock and places the head just inside her clit and slams it up her pussy.

"Oh god yes!"

Her finger nails dig into his ass. His hand reaches behind and slaps her cheeks hard. That arousing sting feels sooooooo gooood. He slaps her again and again and feel his massive shaft slide in and out of her dripping pussy and he quickly brings her to an intense orgasm and she remove herself from his hot cock. She then bends over the couch and spreads her shapely legs wide wagging her hips at him. The cowboy again spanks her ass hard. The sharp stinging pain spreading thru her round hips.

Thru the haze Alexis sees Pasha making love with the two men and a woman. The two men laying on the floor and the two woman riding them for all their worth.

A tall very muscular woman with full breasts in a black catsuit moves gracefully into the room. She's gorgious and very young. Maybe twenty. She looks around the room and watches as at least ten people make love. She moves towards Alexis, but something is wrong. She isn't wearing a mask. She sees another woman just like her move into the room behind her.

Alexis reluctantly pulls your cunt off teh cowboy's shaft and pulls him back to the wall and places his penis in her pussy. His back is to the room.

"Do it again cowboy, please, do it again!"

He slams his shaft up her cunt. She's never had a man so wide and long and she opens her eyes from the extecy and the muscular woman is moving nearer. The woman presses against the cowboy's back and starts to reach around him. Alexis takes the dagger she took earlier and as the woman reaches around him she slips the blade between her ribs. She jerks it out and stabs her again, twisting it. Then pulls it out. The woman staggers and turns around. She burries the blade in her back between her shoulder blades. The woman staggers again and drops to the floor. A pool of blood growing under her. Again, no one seem to notice.

Alexis lets herself go and have another mind blowing orgasm. The cowboy's cock still pounding her pussy. She sees a second muscular woman move over to the woman Pasha is making love next to and grab her head. A quick twist and she believes she can hear her neck break. She dies instantly. Her body falling on top of the man. His dick still buried deep in her. Pasha doesn't notice. Alexis wants to cry out and warn her, but can't give yourself away. Her eyes are closed and her body is shaking in a mind blowing orgasm. The muscular woman grabs her head and twists it back sharply. Her body goes limp and falls to one side slipping off the man's penis. Cum shooting up in the air. The woman turns and quickly makes her way towards her. Alexis has no choise but to use her gun and slips it out but she has to stop as her body shakes with another orgasm. She opens her eyes, points the gun and fires. Thum, thum, thum. The first two bullets hit her in the stomach causing her to bend over. The third hits a breast. She staggers back. Blood coming from her mouth. Alexis takes more careful aim and pumps a round into the center of her chest. She falls next to the first woman. A third amazom woman enters the room. Alexis waits to get a clear shot, then take careful aim. Thum. She never new what killed her.

She closes her eyes again and feels the cowboys fat cock fuck your pussy. In and out. She loves the way he slams it up her cunt. Over and over. She soon has another intense orgasm. As She opens her eyes two young, maybe sixteen and petite, woman in pantyhose with high heels and bolero jackets enter the room. Again Alexis notices they're not wearing masks as per house rules. She aims her gun at one. Thum. The bullet rips into her chest and knocks her back thru the archway. The other woman stops and also sees the dead amazons on the floor, then sees Alexis behind the cowboy. She quickly raises her gun and starts shooting.

"I'm coming little philly, I'm coming..."

Alexis feels the cowboy's body jerk as each bullet hits his broad back and he starts to slump. She almost screams as his cock slips out of her cunt still shooting white cum from the head of his penis. It covers her thighs and stomach. She crouches behind his dead body for protection until the woman pauses in her shooting. Then dives behind the couch and shoots blindly at the archway. She hears the woman cry out and peers around the couch. She's on her knees hold her side. Alexis takes aim. Thum. She falls back as the bullet tear into her chest.

Alexis waits, but it seems to be over. She stands just as the third petite woman enters with a well built shocky man in front of her for protection. One of her bullets grazes Alexis thigh and she falls to her knees behind the couch. Seering pain runs thru Alexis leg and she can't get a clear shot of the woman with him held in front as a shield. She walks slowly around the room towards Alexis killing everyone as she does. Alexis has to sacrifice the man and takes aim pumping a round into his belly. He instantly doubles over and She fires again. Thum, thum, click, click... The bullets tear thru the womans body knocking her back.

Again it's becomes quiet. Are they thru coming? No time to wait to find out, it's almost time to meet her contact and get rid of this damn chip. She runs thru the last room and down the fire escape. Blood running down her muscular thigh. She's starting to feel light headed and hurries thru dark alleys then up another fire escape ladder to the top of an old warehouse. Her three zippers still open and her pussy and breasts still exposed.

After she climbs up the rusting metal fire escape ladder to the roof four stories above the street. She stands quietly and closes her eyes as a warm night breeze caresses her face. When Alexis opens them a well built woman painted with shiny black rubber stands in front of her. Only her eyes are visable as they stare at her. They exchange codes then Alexis hands her the computer chip. She appears to see something behind Alexis and she turns. But there's nothing. When Alexis turns back around the woman's gone. As she stands their she realizes they'll never let her live and wonders what to do next. She knows too much. But someone is deciding what will happen next for her on a roof top two buildings away. A small laser dot centers between Alexis breasts and her body jerks as a bullet passes thru her. She drops to your knees and jerks again as a second bullet rips thru her chest, then a third. She falls to the roof. A second later the first of three rifle shots reaches her ears, but she can't hear them...

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