LYRA'S POV
Two years ago
“Want to make some money, you stupid mutt?“ Someone shook me awake roughly.
“Casey, it's midnight. What are you doing down here?“
“You mean in this toilet you call a room?“ I wanted to tell her I didn't choose to stay here, but I kept my mouth shut.
“Can't I get some sleep in my toilet, at least?“
“You can't do anything until I say so.“ She sneered at me.
“What? I only work during the day. You don't have any say over what I do at night.“
“Whatever.“ She rolled her eyes. “Are you interested in making some money?“
“Yes?“ It came out as a question because I wasn't sure what she was up to now.
“Yes or no.“
“What do I have to do?“
“I'm not telling you anything until you agree.“ What? Does she think I'm stupid?
“No.“ I told her, and she immediately responded
