thirty

I gave the cash to her and she kept it in her car. I changed into my leather pants and a black tank with a large red hoodie, dirty and torn to make it look like I was just defeated in a fight. It reached down my thighs covering the two guns I had wrapped around me. I was nervous.

"You're gonna do great", I reassured Seok-Min who seemed quite anxious. He shrugged and I smiled.

"Come, we don't want her getting suspicious." Young-Jae mumbled, where was he going?

"You're not going anywhere, get back in." He gave me a serious look and I shook my head.

"No Young-Jae, letting Seok-Min in there is dangerous enough, you're not going anywhere." I turned him by his shoulders.

"Beatrice, I'm fucking serious, stop acting like you're alone in this."

"Young-Jae, you can help. Stay just outside so when I flee with Seok-Min, nobody catches us." I suggested and he nodded after thinking for a hot minute.