NALEDI’S POV
I barely slept through the night.
And this time, it wasn’t because of the night terrors I suffered from a young age.
This time, it was out of excitement. For the first time since I got here, I couldn’t wait to get up and out. Today was my first day.
You guessed it. I was starting on my 500k dolls per month job. Why the fuck wouldn’t I be excited? I had woken up early, done my hair, my nails and everything I needed to do.
All that remained was for Matteo to show up and brief me on the darned job.
It’s been a while since I held a gun, and I honestly missed the thrill of having to do something with myself - The rush of smuggling things, delivering goods and the rest of those god-awful things.
You can’t blame me for missing them. I grew up around things like that, so much that it was a part of me. Working for dangerous people was an extension of me.
I just had to make sure I didn’t get killed in the process.