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Smoke chuckled as he slapped the paper he had written the information down on into her waiting hand, “That is why he is here.”
‘All men are pigs... but maybe... just maybe he isn’t.’
– Cassie’s Secret Thoughts.
Chapter 3
Cassie
“You sorry excuse of junk!” I yelled out into the night.
This was the twelfth time this car had died on me.
I didn’t get what the problem was.
It had three new batteries.
Two new alternators.
A new starter.
A recent oil change.
A tune-up.
So, what was this car’s freaking deal?
I sighed as I pulled up my phone and then shook my head.
Because there was no one I could call.
Ever feel like the entire world was against you?
Wasn’t the middle of September supposed to be the start of the best time of the year?
Well... it wasn’t.
It totally wasn’t.
Just then, I felt it.
Little white droplets were hitting my cheeks.
I sighed and then thought about what I could do.
I couldn’t call a wrecker because I didn’t have the money for it.
And like I said, I didn’t have anyone to call.
Fucking. Great.
Knowing there was nothing I could do, I then remembered that I had two miles left to get to my new destination.
I was starting a new job in two weeks.
Two. Weeks.
At Fusion. A massage parlor.
