Vanessa
Angel’s voice sends a jolt of shivers racing across my skin. Jericho or me, I don’t have another option.
Michael always said the Glock is the real bargaining power, that he doesn’t negotiate. Well, he was more than right. The threat of a bullet is enough of an argument to carry out any demand. And yet…
This world won’t wait for you, Vanessa. It won’t wait for you to be stronger before testing you. You have to harden now.
Why do all of Michael's words haunt me now? Every time despair overwhelms me, his advice returns. Only, I don’t want to harden like this.
“Listen, Angel, I’ll give you the coke for half the price,” Jericho tries, a few feet away from us.
“I don’t want your s**t,” Angel spits, turning toward him.
Maybe it’s his imposing aura, but every time this man speaks, h
