A Dagger through Dimensions Chapter 16

Damn, Why Throw This at Me?

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“How much money does Antonio want?” I asked, despite the alarm bells going off inside his head. “Also, explain how you come up with the money for Joe if you get another week.”

“Twenty thousand,” she replied, looking down at her hands. “We’re already wiped clean from the last time. There’s nothing left to get that kind of money quickly. That’s why Joe tried to kill himself. He’s desperate and knows about our insurance. I’m going to get a loan on our insurance policy, but I need time. There’s no other way to do it.”

The room went quiet. Twenty thousand owed to a gangster made this situation a whole lot worse. Hell, in some parts of the country, they’d kill you for your damn sneakers during my own time.

“Well, I can safely say your husband is a moron,” I finally declared. “Maybe you should just get the hell out of town.” 

Panic flashed across her face.