” So who’s this Sinclair ? And what does he look like ?” I ask Gray on our way to God knows where.
” He’s nothing Ariel. Just a mob boss and don’t take that personal.” Gray answers.
Another mob boss. First it was Cage and now Sinclair is also involve with the mobs.
” Why did you glare at Trent to stop talking ?”
” I notice you were being uneasy and uncomfortable. Imagine someone asking if you’re a daughter to some weirdo. You didn’t like the choice of topic , I had to help.” He says.
He’s right. I was uncomfortable. Yeah , I didn’t like the topic at all. Why did he have to ask me such questions. It’s irritating.
” Are you also a mob boss ?” I ask and turn to look at Gray. He doesn’t look tense or even bothered.
” Why are you asking me that ? You should know me better than the others. I’ve given you a lot of information about me that I haven’t given anyone.”
” Pfft.”
” Tinkerbell.”
” I’m fine, Jamal. You worry too much about me.” I sigh.