“What?” Susan exclaimed as she ransacked the contents that fell on the road.

She had run for a while and decided to take a break in a park located in the same street.

“This is not my phone for fuck's sake,” Susan swore. She could feel her body vibrate as she tried to recall how she got the strange phone in her hand and not hers.

“Ohhh, that bitch who hit me, that maid who picked my stuff up. She must be the one responsible for this. She swapped my phone,” Susan cried in ...