The moment the fog cleared from her brain, Satele found herself in the black street, a street where all shady dealings and black markets ran rampant throughout the night.
If she wanted quick money, this was the right place.
Only, once the adrenaline and insanity disappeared, her knees quake. If not for the images of her mother and brother kept appearing in her head, she had long turned tail and ran away from the place.
She continued walking forward, ignoring all those curious stares she got, particularly everyone around her. She was a new face, and she didn't belong here. Even so, she continued walking. Her eyes were searching for anything that could help her.
Her stepped halted when big boots and leather shoes barged her way.
