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Chapter 15
Sammi
1:04 PM SATURDAY
Picture the absolute craziest and most dangerous city on Earth. Got it? Okay, now picture the craziest and most dangerous neighborhood in that city. Fucked up right?
That’s where this burger joint looks like it belongs.
If a fast food building could be addicted to meth, this would be that building.
I really don’t want to be here.
But I really need to know what really happened.
I really need to know if I married Lock.
You know, since he is being a complete jackass and not telling me.
We’ve decided to let Liam take the lead for this. For whatever reason, he seems to be an expert on the Thai mafia and the underground gambling scene of Bangkok.
Part of me is afraid of how and why he knows all this. Because—let’s be real here—this is some heavy shit.
Yet, it certainly has earned Liam a newfound measure of respect. That wasn’t to say I didn’t respect him before, of course—heisone of the gang, after all—but like I said, this is some heavy shit.
I’m holding onto Percy’s hand, and I’m relieved that she is squeezing mine just as tightly as I’m squeezing hers.
Mysti is too far off into her own world over being cursed.
And Becky is just too damn relaxed and calm for my liking.
Liam is making an order at the counter that doesn’t sound like anything on the menu behind the cashier at all.
Hell, the cashier doesn’t even look like he works here. Instead of wearing some kind of uniform, the short Thai man is dressed in skinny jeans, a half tucked in t-shirt, and a couple gold chains. Mix that in with his greasy-looking, combed-back hair and patches of facial hair, and he looks more like he should be an extra in a Lil Wayne video.
“For all of us.” Now, Liam is speaking in words I can understand.
The gangster cashier is giving us all a once-over. His eyes zero in on my tits, and he’s licking his lips like I’m a KFC bucket of original recipe.
My pussy dries up faster than the fucking Sahara Desert, and I resist the urge to vomit.
He gives Liam a thumbs-up and waves his hands for us to follow him behind the counter.
“Is this where they chop us up and sell our parts on the black market?”
I want to think Percy’s question is more of a rhetorical one, but it’s not.
“We’ll be okay, Percy. Liam knows these people and how they work. He wouldn’t have brought us here to get killed.”
“I don’t know what you two are worried about. I’m the one who’s cursed for fuck sakes.” Mysti huffs and puffs like a wolf trying to blow down the house of a pig.
Our host opens up a large freezer door that turns out to be a flight of stairs rather than a walk-in freezer.
“Hey, baby.” The cashier leers at me as we pass him by. “Want to play a game of strip poker later? One-on-one? I promise you a good time.” He sounds like he’s watched Shaft one too many times.
I throw up a little in my mouth. It’s disgusting, and I really want to just let it out all over his face.
I force myself to swallow it back down instead.
