Austin paced in a secluded corner, his movements tense as he waited. Glancing at his wristwatch with growing impatience, he exhaled sharply—just as a car came speeding recklessly into the alley. The tires screeched as it halted abruptly beside him.
The driver’s door swung open, and out he stepped, a strange grin plastered on his face. “Did I keep you waiting too long?” His tone was almost teasing, but there was something unsettling about it.
Austin shifted uncomfortably. “Lunch break ends in fifteen minutes. I don’t have much time.”
The man simply nodded, leaning against his car, eyes fixed on Austin.
Austin exhaled. “I know I’m behind on my repayment, but I swear, I’ll get you the money as soon as I can. Maybe even before the month ends.”
The man let out a scoff, and then laughter.