The corner of the alley was getting damp and cold. The fallen rain from late afternoon still moistened the pavement, not a dry spot to stand on. Rooftops and trees throw water on her head. She wipes them off her head every time they pelt her.
“What is taking them so long?” She kept looking over her shoulder, the feeling she’s being watched.
No one was around. The streets were deserted and the apartments and houses were abandoned.
The atmosphere of silence was eerie, one false step and everyone would hear.
Teenagers scurry around buildings to smoke weed and make love. Dogs fight to the death for a scrap of food. She stands, waiting, with the sound of her heart thumping in her chest.
A car pulls up. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. Her better half tells her to run. Circumstances told her to stay.
“What’s the price?”
“$300.”
“It better be good, sweetie.”
“It is, don’t worry about that.”
“Get in.”
“Money first.”
He handed it over, and she got in the vehicle.
“Ready? It’s gonna be a long night.”