Disorganized Crime – Chapter 8.9

The young lady wove her way around the ottoman and sat down in between Brig and Tommy. “My name is Rose, what’s yours?” “I’m Brig. Nice to meet you.” “You speak Cantonese very well.” “You flatter me. I speak only a little. But thank you. Do you speak English?” “A little,” Rose admitted, holding herContinue reading “Disorganized Crime – Chapter 8.9”