chapter 121

I took in a huge puff of the Cuban cigar tucked in between my fingers, its flaming red end casting a dim glow on the silver ring embedded on my index finger. I trapped the smoke within, letting it burn and heat up my insides before letting it out through my nostrils.

"Are you listening to me?" I focused on the wisp of smoke that disappeared into thin air as someone spoke beside me. " I really don't think…"

"And I don't remember asking your opinion." My voice was curt and precise. I took another long drag before stubbing the end against the ashtray right in front of me." Did I?"

"I just thought…."

"Thought?" I echoed as I bent over slightly. My swivel chair squeaked in the almost empty room as I leaned in to take a good look at the lowlife who thought he possessed the ability to think. " No te pago para que pienses! I do not pay you think. You will do your job as you should without any more questions."

It wasn't a question. It was an order, one he understood perfectly, if the r