“Where do you think you are going, sweetheart?”
The man standing in front of her was short, skinny, and wore a dirty and disgusting smile. There were uncovered lusts and crude desire beaming from his slender eyes. It took Amelia some time to recall who he was—One of the many customers she served in the coffee shop. She remembered his name was Scott.
She met Scott on the second day of her work. Vernonia once warned her about him.
“He is one of the g**g members who ran the unlicensed taxis in this area. Be careful and don’t cross him.”
Amelia nodded her head and greeted Scott with her beautiful smile as she did to others. She didn’t know much about gangsters and their illegal business, and she had no intention to cross anyone. That’s why she was able to serve him without any bias.
Her
