Chapter 7: The job
Chapter seven
She downed what was left of the sorry excuse for a coffee and threw the paper cup into the bin. She stuffed her mouth with the cream cheese bagel, looking like a chipmunk.
This breakfast of hers had cost more than she had plans for, but why should it matter? If she was already neck and body deep in debt, she might as well owe some more.
She figured the guy from the hospital was probably invested in many other things that are much more productive and lucrative than to go around asking for the debt. She figured it the hard way. Meaning, she spent two painful weeks being suspicious of every god-damned people she came across.
She had yanked her fake designer Luis Vuitton bag on an innocent guy's head. All because he was staring at his watch and tapping his toes in the bus. Lin wei had thought he was watching her and impatiently waiting for her to get off the bus.
Thank God he decided not to press charges. She would just gratefully accept the jail gown with a big smile on her face. Well, thank God for small miracle.
She hurriedly grabbed her vibrating phone before it could ring the whole building down and press the receive button.
"Yeah?," She said into the phone
"I guess you got tied down by the aliens in your building? Should I start packing for your burial? I thought you said you needed money?" Bai Yue demanded, in a rush of other unimportant small sentence.
Lin wei shrugged into her weathered jacket with the phone between her shoulder blade and another mouthful of the bagel, her reply was muffled into the phone.
"Ithoughtyousaidbeforenoon," she mumbled between mouthful