The soles of Nadias feet began to hurt, it was a clear sign it was time to stop running but she refused to, the current events happening in her life didn't give her the luxury to stop and think. Although, running in a place she didn't know was a recipe for disaster and gave her the image of a madwoman.
Finally stopping at a bus stop, Nadia sat on a bench and tried to catch her breath, it took several minutes to fully regain it. Leaning back, she closed her eyes and thought for a moment, she knew she wouldn't have much time afterward to think.
The situation she was put in seemed so unrealistic, it wasn't every day she came into contact with the boss of a cartel, it never even happened to her before. Nadia weighed her options, she thought about the police first, in a second she dropped the
