Bishop
After stepping out of the penthouse, I headed back to the club, doubtful of my own actions.
I was wondering if I did the right thing again, I always find myself judging my own actions whenever it involves Shemika.
I stepped into my office and slumped into my chair, tapping one foot on the floor and the other bouncing slightly on the other.
The more I think about it, the more confused I become.
Something about this girl, Shemika. She's fearless, she's crazy, she's just something.
Thinking about it now, I realized she couldn't have easily killed Ronald, but look at how easy it was for her to get rid of an entire Mafia boss. A person like Ronald? He's not easy to get rid of.
"How the hell did she do it?" I muttered under my breath, my thumb softly grazing my chin.
Ronald is a m
