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Chapter 8

Kamara's POV

I have been sitting here for close to an hour, and I am feeling very uncomfortable. The men in here are all so shameless, staring at me intensely like they would rip the cloth off me. Chantelle had been skeptical about the visibility of the cloth. But I needed something that would help me stand out In order to get Rodriguez's attention. If he comes in here and fails to notice me, that would be a failed plan. It would have been better if Chantelle had joined me, but she had an important test tomorrow and can't afford to be out late.

I only ordered coke and ice, sipping it lightly. About five different men have offered to buy me drinks, but I refused. Some minutes ago, I felt someone watching me intensely, when I looked towards the direction I didn't see anyone staring at me out of the ordinary. I guess I am just being paranoid for nothing. I checked my time again, Rodriguez should be here by now, but I haven't caught a break light of him. My heart continues to pound at a
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