Chapter fourteen

23rd April 2015

Laughter filled the room.

Placing the tray filled with all sorts of fruits on the table, I inhale the intoxicated scent of tobacco.

"The corruption inside the police force is a fucking blessing." One of Vicktors friends chirp, his round figure sits on the chair like a block with a thick neck and red face, his thin hair slicked to the slide to cover his bald spot. He blows out a puff of smoke before releasing an aggressive cough causing me to cringe. "Tell me about it, those bastards will fall to their knees just to be bribed with money. So fucking desperate." The other man says besides me, his copper hair with white strands of hair kisses his cream toned forehead. He lifts his gaze, his eyes dropping to my breast as I reach out to grab the empty tray sitting on the table.

I try to ignore his perverted gaze, just as I was about to leave he says something that causes me to pause in my tracks. "Vicktor, where did you get her?" He questions, gesturing his head towards me