The girl stood rooted to the spot, staring at Arielle’s departing figure. She stared at the money in her hand in confusion.
Why does it feel like a man just flirted with me and dumped me after offering me one hundred?
On the other side of things, Vinson called Arielle’s phone as he looked around for her.
The moment the call went through, he spotted a phone lying on the ground not far away. The screen showed an incoming call from “Backer”.
Backer?
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