(FLASHBACK: One week ago; Hannah’s club.)
“Tell me where I could find him.”
Hannah stood up, “I don’t need to tell you s**t. Johanne’s old enough to live his own life. He doesn’t need a babysitter.”
Victoria pulled Hannah by her arm, “Han, you know what our family does. If Johanne doesn’t do his responsibility, we’ll all be fucked.”
“Then go f**k yourselves now, before you get f****d later,” she shrugged her hands and walked away.
“Hannah!”
Victoria’s loud voice made Hannah stop, catching everyone else’ attention. The rest of the people seated at the VIP stared at them.
“You know what our family could do. You know what would happen. He’s the youngest he has to do this or he’ll lose everything that he has now. He’s been trying to avoid
