Kayla's POV
Cursing repeatedly, I hailed a taxi, wondering who had pierced the tires of my car. I checked my calendar, and recognized that it was April 1st, which served as April fools day. Could it be that Tristian had been behind the slashing of my tires?
He had been very busy for the past few days and since our last quarrel over his ex-girlfriend, I rarely saw him. But I was quite sure it was work taking over because of the plague that the Europeans were in the city hunting for good business locations. So he had explained what he was doing to me in a message the other day.
He was buying houses from the natives and reselling them to the Europeans at higher prices. It was good business, and time and time again, I had to admire the thinking of the man I was dating.
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