Charlene POV The Party, 08:30 pm I stepped out of the black limousine, Guards flanking me on both sides. I wore a red glittering dress that hugged my curves, and my hair was styled in loose waves that cascaded down my back. I looked around, scanning the area for any signs that the plan had begun. The night air was cool and crisp, and the sounds of the city echoed around me. I could hear the honking of car horns, the murmur of people's conversations, and the distant sound of music coming from a nearby nightclub. It was the perfect cover for what we were about to do. Tonight is the day we would attack and take back everything that was taken from us and then it will belong to us. There was no time to waste and so, I walked towards the entrance handing the invitation card that was given to me. It was the one Maria had given to me to use since I was going to perform as a ballet dancer. ‘Welcome,’’ The bouncer bowed his head as he collected the invitation card. I had come under the dis