I didn’t know what to do.
I sat on the bed, the note still in my hand, staring at it like it was going to give me answers if I waited long enough.
My chest tightened again.
“What do you want from me?” I muttered.
There were no instructions. Nothing to guide me.
Just pressure and fear.
I dropped the note on the bed and stood up, pacing like a caged animal.
Why did I even agree to it in the first place?
My mind went back to that night.
The club.
Luigi.
He said they are moving something big… something worth billions… I need details… when, where, how…
I stopped pacing.
“That’s it.”
My heart started beating faster, but this time it wasn’t just fear.
It was direction.
“They want information,” I whispered.
I ran a hand through my hair and let out a slow breath.
“Fine… then I nee
