Chapter 40 - 28: Protecting My Family
Ever since Sin City’s adult VR game turned into reality, it feels like God has gone crazy, and my life has changed.
I took out a cigarette, leaned back on the couch, lit the tip, watching the flame grow from a small spark to a glow, feeling a bit troubled.
Cigarettes can soothe my nerves, keep me alert.
Tomorrow I’m heading back to Miami, what awaits me is a grand conflict.
"Damn it!" I must survive, must live through this.
Knock, knock, knock.
There was a knock on the door.
I hung a cigarette at the corner of my mouth and walked to the apartment door.
"Helen, is that you?" Click, I pulled the door open.
"Hi? Does Helen live here?"
At the door were two men with tattoos. Although tattoos are a culture in the United States and don’t really mean much, I could tell these two Latino guys were gang members.