Street Rats

Wager

"OKAY!!! JUST LET ME GO!!!!" She screamed in fear.

I notice the tremendous amount of fear in those delicate emerald- violet eyes. I let her go. I got up and put my dwarf knife in its holder that was attached to my belt, and tucked it away into my leather jacket. I stood over her as she trembled getting on her two bare feet. She looked me straight in the eyes almost analyzing me. She stepped back and brushed herself off. I noticed the diamond bracelet dangling from her thin left wrist. Suspicions rose from where she came from.

She traced my eyes to her bracelet and covered it up quickly. "You stole that?" I played my bad boy card.

"Uh... Yeah! Yep! I did..." She stuttered, nervously.

"Yeah... Okay... I'm going to believe that you stole it right now... So about the wager... If you come bring food that will last us for five weeks..."

"Us?" Roul said confused.

Joey stepped out first before the others guys came out of hiding (somewhat) and said. "Us."

I looked back at them and fixed a smile, the turned back to Roul.

"... For every five weeks, for three years, you will bring us food...good food... no...exquisite food, you will get one ruby in your hands. There are ten rubies in this sack, that I counted. You will come in and deliver the food directly into my hands and I will directly give you that one ruby for every delivery you make. You may not bring the food before or after five weeks, trick us into false or bad food, or come without any or not enough food. You will not get the ruby for that week and if you refuse to do it that week we will spend the rubies on stupid and expensive stuff. No more no less." I demanded.

"...Um....okay...I'm doing it because I am desperate to get those rubbers back..." Roul finally broke and avoiding the knife hooked to my belt.

I put my hand out to seal the deal with a handshake. She took it. At that moment our eyes locked and it's almost like nothing could break the bond of our hands.....