Honey.

I looked down at the stripper who was still trying to breath properly and laying weak on the floor. I swallowed hard and took in a deep breath. My hands fidgeted with the hem of the blue pajama I was wearing. I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn’t. How will I confess to Lorenzo that I was the one who stole those details? Lorenzo was a monster, he would kill me if he found out that it was me. But still, I couldn’t stand here and watch him kill an innocent person. I ...