How did this happen?

“Bring!” I look up from my research and unlock my phone.
1 new text from chiron.
Shit. I open it.
“Anna, please go behind my favorite chinese place in brooklyn at 10. jace will be waiting for you.”
fuckity fuck fuck.
I glance around my dimly lit, shitty little apartment. There is literally nothing here in case I need to pack up and move quick. The only thing that holds any importance to me is my desk and my filing cabinet beside it. there is a little window above the desk that during the day offers a little square of light into my room. My apartment consists of one medium sized room and a small grungy bathroom that no matter how hard I try, will not look remotely clean. I have a queen size mattress lying on the floor with a few blankets thrown over it. above me is a crappy little bar that I steal my wifi and food from every once in a while.
I have 2 hours until I have to get going. I turn back to my pride and joy- my macbook, and continue working on my architecture paper.

At 9pm I get up from my term report paper that I am working on. I reach into my desk drawer and pull out my hand gun. better safe than sorry. I pull on my regular black attire and as I am exiting my place I glance at myself in the mirror. with my brown wig on i barely recognize myself. normally I have long blond hair that is almost always in a ponytail. I am 5”7’ and very well built. feminine, but strong and athletic.
I exit through the back alley.
I quickly make my way to my truck praying that it won't start as loudly as it normally does. My truck, Petunia, never listens to my prayers. Petunia starts with a mighty roar and I cringe hoping that no one pays to much attention to it. I pull out into the later night sea of taxi cabs and make my way to brooklyn. 3 blocks before the restaurant i pull off into an alley way and don my black hoodie.
My phone buzzes. chiron’s been tracking my phone lately so that he know where I am and, in cases like this, to give directions directions.
“take a right into the little alcove at the end of this alley. there a package there.once you deliver ill tell u where your pay is. give the package to Jace.”
As always I delete the text as soon as I’m done reading it. I make my way to the end of the alley, silently trying to locate the alcove. There. In between a door that juts out from the apartment building and a dumpster there is a little nook. I reach in and pull out a package about the size of a loaf of bread, wrapped in brown paper. Tucking it into my black purse, i take off onto the sidewalk full of night crawlers. I love nights like this: the air is warm and still and there is a bit of cloud cover, but the moon still shines through. I pass many restaurants filled with couples and groups of people having fun. I wish that I could join them. Across the street I see kimie’s chinese cuisine. I head to the back of the stores. white fluorescent light shines from the back of the restaurant highlighting the shadows. This is not the first time that I have delivered to Jace here, so I know where he will be.
“Jace,” I whisper once I’m also hidden in the shadows.
“Hey hot thang.” I hear him slur as he materialises beside me. He may sound drunk and care free, but I know that that is far from the truth. Jace is one of the most well known drug dealers in New York and he is one of the most cautious. he’s never been caughtIf he’s here you know its safe.
“here’s your package.” I had it to him. He eagerly snatches it up and shoves it into a black gym bag.
“want to come meet us at the bar later. I have some friends who i think you might be interested in. After all you are one of the best in the field right now” I just raise my eyebrows at him. I have been in this business since I was 12. 6 years later and I still have never taken up anyone on an offer like that. expect for that one time, I will never make that mistake again. What a disaster. he knows something bad went down, so I don’t know why he bothers to ask. And he is right that I am the best right now. I have never been caught and though there has been some close calls i always managed to escape.
“As always pleasure doing business with you.” he presses 2 envelopes into my hand. One for me and one for Chiron. “leave the one for chiron in that alcove and tell him I say “Hi”” I just nod, turn on my heel and get back to my truck.

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