UNEXPECTED

Chapter 20

If I were to rate my life right about now, I'd say on a scale of one to ten, it's a five.

That's not so bad, right?

I mean it could be wayy better, for sure, but then I'd need loads of money to up the scales.

I'd always dreamt of traveling to Paris, the city of love. I'm wistful now, thinking about all the things I could do with money. My damn boss didn't want to help, even when I threatened to inform the police about his nefarious activities.

The fucker had found it hilarious. He said half of the LA police was under his payroll. I don't doubt it.

You don't get to his position without having some form of insurance and assurance as well. That, he's got lots of. That's all well and good for him, but that still brings me back to square one. As I walk down the street leading to the dingy apartment I share with Alicia, I'm filled with a loathing so strong, it's eating me up from the inside.

I can't stand this place.

Yes, we've never had much, even when daddy was alive, bu