Chapter 72

"Damn it her" Amala said and Naill turned to look at the girl immediately connecting eyes and I mentally groaned. "Naill what the hell" I said to him and he shrugged as if it was the most common and usual thing to do. "She knows she has been made. She is probably trying to cover it up by what looks like sketching" I said as I looked at her sketch whatever she was sketching and I turned back to my friends. "When you guys are done talking about whatever you are give me a call I got to go" he said then dropped the bill on the table making us both glare at him. Raising his hand in surrender he quickly grabbed his drink because he knew that if he did not leave I would have returned the money in his damn pocket. I invited them here not the other way round. "What should we do about her?" Amala asked me and I shrugged my shoulders. Although my guts told me to question her and if she did not talk punch the answers out of her I decided against it. I left that life style long ago. "Maybe