Threats

LISA'S POV

"You- You're insane, Miguel!" I was shaking , sweating too under the sound of his voice. I could hear Chantel's little whimper every second. She was struggling to get away from him. Would he really go this far just to get his hands on billionaire money? I knew I was interested in it too but this was just topping the charts.

"And you're delusional if you think you can score that billionaire for yourself," he mocked. "Wake up, Lisa!" he suddenly growled. "We steal, wipe them clean and bounce. It's all we've ever done-"

"I know!"

"Then why the fuck are you slacking?"

"I really did get my hands on his stuff but his stupid guard got in the way. Why the fuck do you think I'm on a by-force vacation?" We had turned the conversation into a yelling contest and I wasn’t even sorry.

He was silent, probably trying to find the truth in my words. I gulped as I noticed I was already breathing like I had run a marathon-

"Argh! You piece of- Don't pull my hair like that- ah!" Chantel groane