“Are you out of your f*****g mind?!” I yelled, pressing my foot down on the accelerator as we hit the duel carriageway.
Amelia has been giving me the silent treatment since I shot Franco. It was extremely childish and she should know by now it doesn’t work with me. If I didn’t kill Franco there and then, someone would have done it in the near future. Either way Franco was going die, I was just the one who took the opportunity.
Amelia was sitting in the passenger seat with her arm on the side of car and her fingers tucked under her chin. Even though I was furious with her, she looked so hot in that uniform. I wanted to pull over and rip that tiny skirt from her waist. I placed my hand to her thigh and she slapped it away.
“Don’t touch me” she grumbled.
“Ahh, so she does have a voice
