CHAPTER 64

Celina

My hands shake as I remove three grand in folded one-hundred dollar bills from my pocket. The agency will pay me each Friday morning for the previous week. I’ll pay taxes on that money and they’ll already be subtracted when I receive the check. This money, which I can’t take my eyes from, is all mine and will go toward rescuing my niece. My only problem…. I haven’t considered how to hide cash in my dingy motel room. For now, I place it in the drawer next to the bed. I’ll find a hiding place before I go out again.

I cover my warm cheeks with my cool hands. I survived.

The client didn’t kill me and it’s not like having sex with Alex was a hardship. Being paid to fuck a client must get easier. I know what to expect now. I can do it. Nervously, I remove my personal cell phone from my other pocket and call the clubhouse. Loud music is blaring in the background when a woman answers.

“This is Celina Thomas. May I speak to Fox?”

“Yea, bitch, hold on.” I don’t take the name personally.