Alessandro
There was a knock on the door.
Fuck! Did they find me already? I hadn’t told them where I was staying, let alone my name. Fear took over me as the thumps on the door started to get louder. Why the f**k did I get mixed up in all this s**t?
I had exactly two hours until I was due to meet them, and I was trying to catch some sleep but failing miserably.
“Aless, it’s me!” a voice said from the other side of the door. I knew exactly who it was, and relief took over.
I was staying in some cheap motel, something I wasn’t used to. We always stayed in luxury hotels. I came in, not waving my usual gold card, making sure no one knew I had money. I stopped at the local Walmart beforehand and bought clothes that usually I wouldn’t be caught dead in, but this felt like the best thing
