The rest of the ride was silent as we both had nothing else to say to each other. I knew I had come too far to back down now, so I kept myself busy staring outside the window. Watching the beautiful city, as people walk by, and as the trees wave goodbye.
“We will be arriving shortly,” I heard Jason’s right-hand man speak through his earbuds.
“ It must be Jason calling,” I said to myself as I avoided staring at him in the rear mirror though I could feel his eyes on me. I kept my focus outside the window, waiting for the time this journey would come to a halt as I was becoming anxious.
The journey to Jason’s selected location felt far, like it was at the outskirts of the city. I wasn’t wrong as I recognized a place where my mother and I came in search of some herbs to help with my father’s illness.
“Why did he choose this part of the city for us to meet?” I asked Jason’s right-hand man still staring outside the window, and he answered,
“His safety ma’am.”
I didn’t utter anot
