"I'm sorry," I said to her, pursing my lips.
"You just have to expose yourself to them, don't you? A very good job Arystan."
"Again, I'm sorry. Is there any reason that I shouldn't have, except for the obvious ones?"
"Getting in the mafia's radar is always a bad idea."
"You sounded like you know them."
She clenched her fists but didn't say anything.
"Go to sleep. It's a good thing we're leaving tomorrow."
"You're not telling me?"
"Tell you what?" she snapped.
"Why you're afraid them."
"I'm not afraid of them. Good night. Please try to keep your nose out of places where it doesn't belong."
She said it in English. She's mad.
Is it that mafia?? The one she's running from?
If it is, we are both in big trouble. If they find out that I'm with her or her with me, either way is trouble.
We didn't talk to each other until noon the next day. She didn't even bother about making me exercise in the morning.
