#Chapter33

Okay. Don't act rash, don't think stupid; let her talk and then you can take the next step of approach. And by approach I mean the quickest means of death. So, she better have a pretty good explanation in the next seconds or she won't like the real me. Waiting for her to say something, anything. She didn’t, rather letting out a nervous laugh looking like a deer caught in headlights to which my frown deepens folding my arms across my chest.

"I came in for a vaca." Her eyes never meets mine, looking everywhere else but mine. Squinting my eyes further at her she begins to shuffle on...