Jaxon

"Where are they?" Sam muttered as he checked his wristwatch before looking around the dimly lit street.

I scoffed, completely unsurprised that these pigs were late for our meeting. I wouldn't even be surprised if they didn't show up and just reneged on our deal. We'd been waiting at the agreed-upon meeting place for half an hour, and I was getting antsy too.

I felt like a sitting duck, and part of me couldn't help but wonder if this whole thing ...