"Where is my money?”
The brown-haired woman ground her teeth and shook her head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she hissed.
It was well after midnight.
A time that was usually only used by criminals and fools that believed their lies. She seemed to be one of them, and she was almost sure that she didn’t want to know which one of them she was. She was scared to admit that she was losing control. Something she had promised she wouldn’t.
They stood in an alley, hidden in the shadows of the streets lanterns.
“You know what I’m talking about, Alexis.” She took a threatening step towards her. “You’re standing in my dept after the shit you’ve pulled.”
She ran her hand through her hair, frustrated with the whole situation. How had everything come to this? “We made a deal! You’ve told me-”
The woman in front of her chuckled darkly. “Do you have it on paper?”
She stayed silent. The horror that slowly dawned in her was cold, clenching around her heavily beating heart. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
“Have I signed any documents that prove any deal with you?”
“No,” she said quietly. She needed to control the shake in her hands, to at least appear as if she was calm. She clenched her hands, “But you promised-”
“My word only counts when it’s on paper,” the woman stated. “I want my money.”
“You can’t do this to me! I have a son, a husband! I just lost my job, I won’t be able to-”
“I don’t care how you get the money as long as you pay your debts. But know that if I don’t get it, I’m gonna take you down with me.”