George
"Listen, Lena! Calm down, it is not what you're thinking." I tried to assure the angry Lena—no she was hyperventilating. Yes, it was the truth but she heard it in the wrong way. How did we go from enjoying ourselves to arguing? Jones's call came at the wrong time and If the call hadn't mistakenly been picked up, maybe, just maybe she wouldn't have heard.
"I should calm down?" She jerked my hand away from holding her and stepped away. "I heard him talking about taking some girls for prostitution and you expect me to calm down?" She shook her head raking her hands through her hair in frustration. "Tell me you're not a human trafficker, Uncle." She pointed. Shock mixed with surprise engulfed me as I saw the accusing look on her face.
I was trying to stay calm and sort out the misu
