Chuck pretended not to hear what she had said.
He slightly squinted his eyes, lazily leaned against the wall with the cigarette still between his lips, and looked her up and down.
Vichy didn’t avoid. Anyway, it’s something he should know sooner or later.
“You’re right, it’s only a partnership.” Chuck stubbed the cigarette out on the wall, and withdrew his sight. Slowly, he parted his lips, “Let’s go, there’s a big surprise outside for you, my partner.”
The last word was prolonged, like a sarcasm. But Vichy didn’t care, she already got used to that kind of tone.
She had nothing to lose now, so there’s nothing she afraid of, no one knew who the winner was before the end of the game.
When Chuck walked past her, he softly touched Vichy’s palm, seemed to be inadvertently.
Vichy pretended
