“This shit is garbage,” I fussed looking at the coke that was given to me from Yvette.
While on the clock, I sat camped out of a run-down motel room waiting for Pitt and this girl to leave out, so I can follow through with this plan. Since they returned to the motel they haven’t left back out and I was growing tired of sitting there watching a door. When I needed rest for the twelve hour shift I had to pull the next day.
Trevor paid me well, but the least I could do was get high and with this crap they’ve given me I didn’t feel a thing.
My phone buzzed in the console startling me. I picked it up and saw it was a message from impatient ass Trevor.
Done?
This was the fifth time he text me to ask me that shit, when I made it clear I was going to let him know the task was complete. Smacking my lips I tossed the phone back in my cup holder and glanced at the door. I did a double take when I saw someone holding a gun creeping to the room.
A smile crept on my face knowing I didn’t have to contribute to Trevor’s crazy ass plan. Turns out Pitt was on someone else’s radar as well.
To be continued…