Shay
“Are you hiding my man here?” Lyla asked from behind me.
“He drank alcohol while playing Nerf wars with my guys. I didn’t want him driving,” I said, muffled behind her hand.
She removed her hand and I slowly turned around. I was surprised to see she was almost the same height as me. I looked down at her feet and saw she was in a pair of sh*t kicking boots that had about a four-inch squared heel.
“How did you get past my cameras?”
She scoffed, “Cameras are child’s play for me. I can get past any security. No offense to Becks Security, but they have nothing on my mother’s hacking skills, and she taught me everything I know. Plus, I can afford all the good toys.”
“You’re really scary,” I said.
“I know. Thanks for looking after my boy. When I got to the warehouse and didn’t
