Instead of going to the gym, I ended up going to my house. Abigail dropped me off with a casual smile.
"Seems like the cat's left with seven more lives," she said. "It's amazing how Big Mom keeps letting you breathe."
"You might not see it, but I got swagger," I said, closing the car door firmly. "I know how to talk my way out of tense situations."
But I was still wondering. She could still kill me. I was failing to pay her her entire cash in time, and she had just taken everything that I had.
"Don't push your luck, sexman," Abigail said, then she drove off in the black Escalade.
I went into the building. I passed by Sasha's room and knocked. There was no response. I tried the door, and it was locked. She was probably out with a high-end client again, leveraging her newfound fame.
