Chapter 135 The first mission

The streets of Cefalù were just coming to life as Mariama mounted the scooter. She'd never ridden one before, but desperation made her a quick learner. As she navigated the narrow lanes, her mind raced with possibilities. What was in the package? Drugs? Money? Something worse? At a stoplight, an older woman on a balcony called down to her. "Excuse me, young lady! Are you lost?" Mariama forced a smile. "No, thank you. Just enjoying the morning ride." The woman's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "I haven't seen you around before. Where are you headed so early?" "Just running an errand for my uncle," Mariama lied smoothly. "He's not feeling well today." As the light turned green, she sped away, heart pounding. Had the old woman really been suspicious, or was Mariama's paranoia getting the better of her? She wound her way through the town, constantly checking her mirrors for any signs of pursuit. Every police car made her tense, every lingering glance from a passerby sent a jolt of fear t