Eighty six

"What the fuck, Vincent?"

Her vision was too fuzzy but she could hear loud and clear. Blake just walked in. She's saved.

"Hitting her wasn't part of the agreement," he said. She's not saved. She's been betrayed. For the second time before the day even ends.

She raises her bloodshot eyes up and looked at Blake. He not for once even look remorseful for turning her in to Vincent. His face looks careless and heartless. He doesn't even have a glimpse of sympathy or look apologetic for betraying her trust.

Kendrix warned her about him. But that's not the point. The point was, she was about to face her death any moment.

"Oh shut the fuck up. You've gotten your share, why the fuck are you still here? Aren't you going to look for a way to fucking leave this town and go to your pathetic girlfriend?"

There was a pang in her chest. She wasn't even angry. She was just disappointed. Her eyes were still on him and he also never looked away. His just tensed at the mention of his girlfriend. He wa