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I SHIVERED IN my small leather jacket and thigh-length dress and stuck my hands into my pockets. Ahead of me, women pressed together in small groups, trying to fend off the cold in their skimpy outfits. “I can’t believe I let you convince me to wear a tiny dress in this weather.” I scowled at Violet, who seemed unaffected by the subzero temperature, even though her sapphire-blue dress was as short as mine. Violet tossed her hair over her shoulder, her blue highlights almost the same shade as her dress. “I told you Va’sha has a specific dress code, and they’re very selective about who they let in.” “Can’t I just flash my Agency ID at them?” I whined through chattering teeth. “Where’s the fun in that?” She grinned slyly and struck a pose that hiked up her short skirt even more. A minute