One Of The Girls

Brielle stared hard at Venita as she stared at the phone in hesitation. She had told her to call the person that had been giving her orders but she didn’t want to because she had yelled at them to fuck off, it is not only irritating but also embarrassing to go back on her words. “Are you going to call the damn person or should I do you the favor of doing that myself?” Brielle asked and Venita rolled her eyes at her, then she shook her head in disagreement. “I would do it by myself, there is no need for you to interfere in it,” She replied. “I am as involved as deep as I can be already. We have both been looking for a source to fish the person out. I am sure that they must think that I am your new partner now. The more I look at this, the more it seems like it is Felix behind it and I would like nothing more than to go up to him and yank him by the collar. I need to know why on earth he killed my mother – our mother,” Brielle snapped. “He shouldn’t be such a lousy son because of some da