I sneered. Although I knew it would be hard to get hundred grand already, I was assuming that the client this time had some perverted tendencies not cheating on one’s feeling.
“No, I need the money very much, but I need to take it in a right way.”
“150 grand.” She raised the money suddenly.
150 grand, plus my earnings several days before, was enough for my mom’s treatment.
“I want ...”
“200.”
“Silly, please. I am begging you, can you do it for me?” She put her hand on my crotch. My gun was immediately loaded.
“If you want me to help you, you need to tell me who she is.” I was so closed to help her, all I needed was a push.
Her face showed a glance of hesitation. I could tell that she was also hesitated about it. But perhaps she wanted me to agree so badly, she had compromised final
