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Billie.“Order for fries, diet Coke, and crispy fried heart attack, last one!” Milly chirped. “That customer’s a no-show. The place is empty.”I replied. “Shit,” she winced. “Dan left early for some family emergency. Please deliver it? I swear, I’ll pay your Uber. If Malcolm gets a customer complaint, we’re both toast.” She pleaded. “Fine.”I said, taking off my apron. With the bag in hand, I flagged down a cab. “Blue Saint Street, please.”I said to the driver once inside. The cab rolled to a stop in front of a sleek three-story apartment. I paid the fare and got out. As I approached the door, it creaked open.“Hello...? Mr. Morris? Your order has arrived?” My voice echoed. A beer sat on the counter, someone was definitely home. I made my way to the open basement door upon hearing voices coming from there. Six large, shadowy men stood around a guy on his knees. “Felix, we had a deal and you backstabbed us. “You thought we wouldn’t find you?” One said.“I'm begging you. To ple

Law.“We ship on the designated route. Everything’s been handled, so don’t screw this up,” I snapped into the phone. I gave clear instructions, yet half my crew acted like they had a collective lobotomy.I hung up and walked through the hallway, as I scrolled through shipment logs. Leon said the new maid would start today, but from the looks of the dirty plates, and messy counter in the kitchen. She hadn’t done much. He’d lose his mind if he saw this mess.I yanked the fridge open, so much food but none of us knows how to cook. I grabbed an apple. Biting into an apple, I turned toward my wing when something off caught my eye.The door to Lilith was open.That room was sealed this morning. Nobody went in there without clearance.A tropical fruits scent hit me as I stepped inside to peek. Bent over the tiles was a woman wearing Silas’s black shirt and loose shorts. She didn’t notice I was standing there. “That’s not what you are supposed to wear.” I said. She jolted, eyes widenin

Billie. By morning, I had made up my mind. I was going back to the devils mansion. I came up with a story about being sick yesterday and hoped they would buy it.The men were already gone when I arrived, so I slipped into my uniform and started with cleaning chores. First Law’s room, then Silas’s, and finally Leon’s.“Once I make enough to clear the debts, I’m done for good,” I muttered, lifting a shoebox off the floor to return it to the closet. It felt heavier than it should. “I'll leave town and forget—” I paused as the box slipped from my hand and crisp cash bundles, spilled out in perfect hundreds to the floor. My pulse jumped, I've never seen that much money in my whole life. The angel in me whispered, “return the money where you found it. We already have the card situation.” The devil, “ this can pay all your debts, they are way too rich to notice. The card is Brian's fault. ” I listened to the latter, went back to the dressing room and found two more boxes, one under t