I left the house and headed out but Sky the dealer wasn't taking my calls. He hadn't returned my text and I just heaved a sigh.
There was no way I was going to get on a train for forty minutes and get to the downtown abandoned warehouse and he doesn't show up.
I waited in front of the coffee shop, hoping he returned my text. I looked around and after a few minutes I walked inside the coffee shop. I changed into my working clothes and went behind the counter.
I sat for a while before I got orders and started brewing coffee. When I finished my shift, I changed back into my shirt and hoodie. I called Sky one last time and it went to voice mail. I got pissed and shoved my phone back in my pocket.
"f*****g son of a b***h!" I cussed.
Damn I just want to hit something, I just want to hit s
