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I escorted my Boss and the pretty black woman he brought with him to the room that held the man who caused the car accident.
I've never seen the girl and boss usually keeps his stuff private, the only person I've known him to bring with him is the June girl.
I wonder what she's doing here, she has to be important. We step into a viewing room, where you can see inside another cell-like room. It's dark, with concrete walls and floors. Chains drilled into the floor for your feet and some in the wall for your wrist.
It's dirty and cold, it doesn't stink at least. The man isn't chained up, he's just sitting on the floor with his head in his hands, probably praying he gets to keep his life.
I hope he does too, he's a civilian. From what I know he isn't a bad person, besides him driving so recklessly and hitting a family.
It's crazy how Nichole was the only one that got hurt. Anyway, he can't see us but I'm sure he knows we're staring at him like he's an animal being used for a breeding experiment.
"Stay here Remy, watch her," he says the last part to me, and I hear the girl scoff. He talks to her as if she was a dog.
"Yes boss," I say before he leaves and enters the room with the man in it.
I hear the girl mumble incoherently in the corner and I look over at her.
She was pretty, beautiful even. Her skin was a little darker than brown skin and barely dark skin. Her eyebrows were bushy, but it looked like she plucked them or used eyebrow gel or something of that nature. They added a little roughness to her generally soft face and features.
Her eyes were big and upturned, giving her a puppy eyes look. If she begged with those eyes, she could have the whole world from me. Her eyelashes weren't extra long or thick, but they were extensions from what I learned from my sister.
Her nose was flat and wide but still cute nevertheless and her lips, God her lips. They were full and suckable. I want to know what it feels like to kiss them.
"Hello?! What are you staring at me for" she snaps bringing me out of my mind and into reality. I let my eyes drag down her body, not in a sexual way though.
She wore all black, except for the brown Uggs on her feet and the leg warmers. I laugh at that, who wears Tasman Uggs with leg warmers to come kill somebody? Adorable.
"I'm sorry" I speak before running my tongue against the jewelry in my mouth. It always calmed me down, the smooth, sometimes rough feeling of the silver, gold, or diamonds in my mouth.
"You have grills" She asks about the obvious. I smile showing off my teeth and the silver pieces in my mouth. It wasn't anything too extreme because I wasn't doing anything today. I damn sure wasn't expecting to see this pretty ass girl here.
