Chapter 28

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"Boy"

I leave work and start walking home and unexpectedly Kendrick joins me.

"Can't believe we almost got robbed today," Kendrick said.

"Yeah, instead you got robbed."

"I don't consider six dollars a robbery."

"But icy-hot is?"

"I didn't wanna let the woman become a thief."

I sigh. "You're so kind."

Both of us stop walking cause out of nowhere a feminine looking-boy with a black hair wearing a suit stands in front of us.

He bows down. "Princess Scarlet I have a request."

Kendrick looks confused. "Who?"

I grit my teeth. "My name is Dominic."

"I think you got the wrong person," Kendrick said.

The boy stands up straight and pulls out a black wig and holds it over my head.

"Nah, I got the right person."

My nose turn red and I slap away the wig. "What do you want?"

"My client... My client needs to talk to you," The boy said.

"Your client?"

"Yes, my client," he said and shows me a picture of Ime.

Da fuck!

What's he doing in my city. Shouldn't he be at home at his.

"Hey, that's Ime," Kendrick said.

"Obviously," I said then sigh. "Why does he need to speak to me?"

The boy puts away the picture. "It's my request. Not his."

"Why is that?"

"Because lately my client haven't been himself," the boy said and his face saddens. "I think he's lonely."

Lonely?

First time hearing that.

"Well, I rather not get involved with that."

"Why not? Don't you love him?"

My face turn red. "No!"

The boy groans. "I was under the assumption you did. The way he talks about you sounds like you were close or something."

"We just fucked that's it."

"That's all it takes?" the boy said.

"For what?" I said.

"To fall in love?"

My nose turn red. "Did you hear what I just said? We're not in love."

"But my client is."

"Well, tell him to grow a pair. Besides I don't wanna see him anyways."

"I'll pay you."

And just like that he got my attention.

"How much?"

"Twelve thousand."

Yes! That's definitely clothe shopping money.

"Count me in," I said.

Kendrick shakes his head. "You're hopeless."

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