63: Commercial Sex Workers

SOPHIA —

"There is no way I'm going to let that happen here. Do you take me for granted?" I yelled at Andy.

We had been quarrelling for the past two days since he returned from the trip to the city, and the reason was that Andy refused to narrate straightforwardly how the trip went. He had also been blaming me for not killing Yvonne when I realized she was pregnant, saying her son would be a barrier to our plan.

However, Andy had told me that the grenades and ammunition he purchased were seized by the customs officers. Meanwhile, I had already paved the way for how he would go without being caught by bribing the customs officers.

To make matters worse, he had refused to provide the statement given to him by the customs. And why wasn't he arrested as well? For god's sake, he was supposed to be held accountable since the tools were seized as contraband.

I don't need to be told he did not go on the trip as we planned but manoeuvred to his mission. Hence, he returned late.

"Sophia, I'm not