Chapter Five

"Someone is following us," Cam said, looking at his rear mirror. I nodded and turned around, staring through the car window, looking at the street lights, and breathing in the nightly air. I wished that life was always like this; The sound of people hustling and bustling, the smell of fried meat, the atmosphere...everything was so wholesome.

"No, seriously, someone is following us," Jenny said, the toughness in her all gone, replaced with something like alarm and worry.

I sighed, "Chill, it's only Frank."

"How do you know?" she asked.

"Cause I know," I said, rolling my eyes. I knew the car as I knew the back of my palm, the driver has been my bodyguard for three months, three months of ecstasy and sorrow.

"Cam, can you move a little bit faster?"

"Our...looks like someone is in the mood for an adventure."

"Drive Cam."

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Why is my door open? Why are the lights on, and who the fuck Is in my apartment?! I reached for my purse, grabbing the pink laser. Whoever the burglar is, he should k