"Fuck," she cursed as she held her stomach as if it would stop rumbling. She looked around the room and saw that she had no food remaining but what had she expected?
'Fuck you Hope! This is your entire fault. See the kind of life I have to live now. Even in death, you still haunt me,' she thought in anger. "This is worse than leaving from hand to mouth,"
She stood inside the middle of the room, thinking of how she would get outside without being noticed. The last time she was out, she had narrowly escaped police arrest and honestly, she was surprised that they hadn't showed up on her door yet.
Inside the police station, Maurice, James and the other cops were planning a strike back on Josephine. They all had masks and gloves. They poured ground roach bomb into the sprayer tanks and water till it was half way full. They then pumped the handle to pressurize the tank and sprayed the contents onto a paved surface to check if the nozzle was spraying correctly.
