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The grogginess pulls me out of my slumber, and I look around with my bloodshot eyes. Where am I? My eyes travel down to the white sheets covering my body. I reach my arm out and flick the sheet off of my body. What the hell am I wearing?
I look down at my body, and realize that I have been changed into a form fitting dress, heels, and I can tell my hair has been styled. Even my nails have been painted. So this is really happening. I’ve always known being in this life that there would be consequences and sticky situations I might find myself in…but so far, I’ve always been able to find my way out of them. I’m not so positive this time.
“Where are we?” I ask Junior when my eyes aren’t glazed over any more.
He spins around, smiling. “You’re awake. Good, because they’re going to be here soon.”
“Who’s going to be here?” I ask. The words fall out of my mouth before I can stop them. I know deep down inside the kind of men that will be here…I just don’t know if they are men I know.
Junior shakes his head and then motions for me to get up. “You better get ready, you need to look your best.”
I click my jaw back and forth in frustration. I can’t hold back what I’m about to say…and since I know he can’t kill me, I go for the kill. “Just how much money are you getting for me?”
He laughs, amused by my question. “You think I’m going to tell you?”
I smirk. “I want to know how much you think my life is worth. I’m curious to know my worth in numbers and figures to you.”
Junior rubs his hands together. “Five hundred.”
“Five hundred thousand?” I ask, nearly choking on the words.
Junior nods. “That pays off a little more than a fourth of the money Jose owed us. You’re getting off easy.”
I swallow. I have no idea who they made the agreement with. I have no idea how they arranged it all…on the black market or in plain sight. I know the gist of what I am being sold for, but living through it is going to be another experience of its own. I know I’m tough, but I don’t know if I’m strong enough.