𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗔𝗟 𝗕| 𝗕𝗟𝗨𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗞 𝗔𝗨

𝟭𝟯| 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝘂𝗻𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀

Okinawa, Japan
12:35 AM JST 2019

??? POV
Here we go again, that stupid boss wants me to transport Coke to Tokyo. Honestly who thinks it's a great idea to bring cocaine from some place that's way off Japan? I swear after this I'm going to quit. I can't keep p doing this. Why did even leave America? Why did I leave my family? My daughter is going to grow up thinking that her mother abandoned her. Why did I even get involved with them? Out of all times, why am I regretting all the shitty things?

In different places of the warehouse, people were rushing to get this delivery from Okinawa to Tokyo by six in the morning. In one area the machines were wide awake as the sounds of cutting of fabric and the clunking of the large sewing machines. In the other section, workers dipped the clothes in the liquid that was melted cocaine. While I read through the paperwork carefully I read each document making sure everything was ready to go.

I remember 17 years ago I argued with my husband that escalated to the point that we had to leave each other. He got custody of our daughter. I didn't graduate from university which left me with no degree. I can't have a well-paying job like everyone else. I couldn't even fix cars without the proper qualifications. To survive I was forced to sell my Nissan Skyline and all the other cars I acquired over the years. Sure I could go back to selling drugs but, it wouldn't be the same as it used to be. But sometimes surprises come out of nowhere. That's when he came along.

"So you're M/N L/N O'Connor the Bandit?" This man who was staring at me had the thickest German accent I'd ever heard. Not gonna lie European accents are kinda hot. Shut it M/N! You've got a kid and a husband! Well, a kid only not a husband!

After I left to work at a VIP club in LA. The pay was good, just enough to support myself and send some money to my daughter. I was making cocktails or interacting with customers, sometimes they would try to spike my drink or even make me have fun. I always refused and thank god the club was lenient on me. I couldn't do it to my family even if we split up I can't do it to my daughter. Around the time we were about to close up, some man out of the blue came in as we were packing up for the night.

"I'm not interested I don't want to have your kind of fun," I spat back at the man with a fancy suit. Behind him were bodyguards ready to strike me if I harmed the wannabe, Micheal Jackson. I mean look at him! White fedora, blue shirt and white suit! MJ who?