ROSE POV

I stand tall, confident, negotiating with Viktor, a notorious client.

"Five million," Viktor insists.

Unyielding to My six million for his next supply of drugs in two days

" Five point eight" I counter, firm.

Showing no weakness at al

Viktor smirks.

He looks impressed for some reason

" Five point three" He bargains

" Five point five or nothing" I inform with confidence and he burst out laughing.

" Fine I will pay" He says in a laugh.

Suddenly sirens pierce in the air.

Police swarming the uncompleted warehouse.

"Freeze! Hands up!" officers shout.

My heart sinks.

Time to leave.

I pull out my gun

Viktor follows...