Chapter 15

"Oh, that's cool," I said, scanning the black colored car with my eyes. "So you want me to get in so you could sell me or kill me?"

"Selling you wouldn't get me enough money. I stick with killing you," he said sarcastically.

"You disgust me." I stated, rolling my eyes and hopping into his car.

"Mission accomplished." He orated.

"So where does your dad work, what about your mum?" I questioned.

"He smuggles cars and my mum robs banks." His voice had sarcasm in it and his eyes never left the road.

"Hey! I was just asking." I smacked his arm.

"Just say Tristan can I feel your arm and I'll let you." He flexed his muscles, earning an irritating look from me.

"Just kill me."

"With pleasure."

I folded my arms and pouted, wondering why he always had comebacks for me. We passed houses and one thing caught my attenti