Chapter 26: "What do you want?"

Annabelle stared at the goon she had hired and she chuckled softly. An incredulous look had overcome her features and she didn't know if she was to cry or to sneer.

"I'm sorry but I don't quite get what you're trying to say."

The goon stared back at her with a hardened look on his face and he said one word.

"No."

Annabelle felt like screaming. What kind of answer was that supposed to be?

"No?"

"No. Look, I might be short on money but I'm not foolish enough to throw my life away."

Annabelle sneered at that statement and turned away. What was the life of one thug worth anyways?

She had taken great care to make sure that she didn't get any of those fat dirty thugs from the village. No, the one she had asked for especially was a young man.

With a tall stature and brown curly hair.

He looked rough at the edges, but that was the kind of person Roxanne would fancy the most. A man who looked like he needed tending to.

In her opinion, all men were animals anyways, and Roxanne seeme