It’s almost noon and they buzz the café with a crowd of locals and students. The staff is busy in serving the guests and I am busy in cleaning the dishes, concentrating vividly so I won’t break another glass. I wonder why I am still working for Belinda, despite of breaking crockery thrice since the morning. She is being irritated but conceals her anger in front of me.
If had focused more on my work, this wouldn’t be happened. I suspect all this related to the Mafia. Did he say something to her? I will ask when the shift will over.
I wipe the last plate from the dishwasher and Reign shows up with a sandwich and a milkshake on a tray.
“Here! Stuff your tummy before the evening crowd burst in.” Reign smiles gently at me.
“Thank you!” I greet her. “Can I ask you something?” I ask her in a
