Chapter 11 I Have One Condition

• "Do you even understand the gravity of my situation? Tomorrow is the last day for me to raise two million dollars, which I don't have, and you don't have either. No bank in their right mind would loan a fucking waitress two million dollars!" ** she barked, pausing to take a deep breath before continuing, If I don't have the money, they will kill Rita, who is still in that awful cell that reeks of decay and death. And then they will kill me next. Do you understand?" **
• But Anna was not looking at her; she was staring over Serena's shoulder. "He is leaving," Anna managed to say.
• Serena whipped her head around. The gate was open, and a line of three SUVs was preparing to leave. Serena was sure that whoever was in the middle SUV had to be really important, maybe even Trejo.