Chapter 2

"Julia, I gotta go. You enjoy these ten gigolos." I shoved my phone in my bag and turned to leave without looking back.

Julia, a bit tipsy, asked, "What? You're leaving me?"

I grit my teeth, "Yeah, I'm saving my life!"

"You're saving my life?"

Just as I prepared to make a run for it, I glanced at Julia and felt pity.

I hoisted her onto my shoulder, ready to take her along.

"Where are we going?" Julia asked.

"Escaping together," I said, walking off.

I opened the door, and there he was, the man from the phone call.

Jack had a black trench coat, and his eyes were sharp. Those eyes were staring right at me. "Where are you running off to?" he asked, his voice deep.

I forced a smile, "Not running anywhere..."

Julia on my shoulder wouldn't stop, "Charlize, take me to play with more gigolos!"

I closed my eyes, waiting for the inevitable.

Julia, if you want me dead, just say so.