(WARNING =DEALS WITH OPIOID AND ESCORT ISSUES)
Astrid closed her stall and looked at her watch. It was late. She closed it at 6.45 pm and her classes were starting at 7.00 pm. Not to mention it took a good 20 minutes of walking from Westwood Street to Lacroix Business School. She groaned in annoyance. Fuck, I hope the lecturer won't lecture me for my tardiness.
She had an option to use the shortcut, cutting through a back alley towards her business school. She calculated the risk and decided against it. She feared for her safety because that back alley was heaven for junkies. Astrid decided to speed walk. She passed by Westoria Hotel, five-star hotel and glanced at the lobby but something made her stop in her tracks.
`You got to be fucking kidding me', she whispered loudly.
