Cassandra's pov
When Tim walked away I faced the entrance and bit on my index finger. My plan was supposed to go smoothly and that i***t ruined everything.
The room where I told Tracy to enter was supposed to already have the man waiting, unfortunately he had entered the wrong room.
My phone starts to buzz in my pocket and I pick the call.
“Hello? Ms.Cassandra? Please, I need your help. You know I've lost my job in the pack house because of your request.”
“Oh please stop crying, you sound like the world has come to an end. I have some contacts in a fancy hotel downtown and I can easily get you a new job there where nobody from the pack house would find you, for now just lay low. After a few days I'm sure they'll stop looking for you.”
I didn't wait for him to respond before I ende
