They all turned to look at the door uniformly.

I saw a woman of about twenty-five pushing through the door. She was wearing a black leather jacket, a pair of cold military boots on her feet, a capable short hair and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes. The whole person's temperament was as cold as a voice.

"Big lady!"

The bodyguards hurried out.

Charlee Ford had investigated the Collins's background before, and naturally knew who they were talking about as "Miss ...