I walked into the living room to answer Jessica’s call. After pressing the answer button, I paused to gather my thoughts. “Hello,” I answered pretending to sound a bit confused.
“Hey Achim, how are you,” she asked with a bit of spunk in her voice. I took a deep breath to calm down, trying to remind myself that this was all just business.
“I’m good Jessica,” I replied. “How about you?”
“I’m good, just enjoying a nice day off from work,” she explained.
“I just hope that I hit the lottery tonight, so I can retire early and avoid going back to work tomorrow,” she teased.
“Hell yeah,” I replied. “If I hit the damn lottery, I’d quit Uber that same day. Working for other people is too damn stressful for us.”
“Damn Skippy,” Jessica retorted. “Let me mess up and hit the lottery. NOPD won’t ha
