Her hands back in her pockets, she followed him behind the building, and to a black four door 2012 chevy pick up truck. Xnx A lit cigarette hung loosely out of the corner of her mouth. He was no threat to her, she knew him. It wasn’t the best of areas, but Angel had certainly been in worse. She pulled her grey shorts back on, over the hot pants. “I’m asking you only one more time. He opened the driver’s door and got in, shutting the door behind him. He pulled a lighter from his pocket and flicked the flame on. She heard shouting, catching her attention as her gaze shifted to two men arguing under one of the lights in the lot. He stood about six foot, hands in his pockets.




















