A Dangerous Deal with Mr. Blackwood
Ama interjected, eager to move past the small talk.
“Of course! But first, we need to gather our cleaning supplies. Just follow me,” Bethany replied, her enthusiasm brightening the atmosphere.
“I’ve never been assigned to the black diamond before. In fact, I can’t recall the last time anyone did… Well, Jenna used to manage it, but since she left, I don’t think anyone has stepped foot in there,” Bethany added, her words flowing effortlessly, as if she needed to share her thoughts.
Ama, wishing for a more subdued companion, felt the pressure of Bethany's chatter weigh on her. Why couldn’t she be paired with someone who appreciated the quiet?