Chapter 58

Samantha’s POV

I already heard them from a mile away.

They thought they were following the cart, but little did they know that I was luring them. I jerked the cart to a stop, acting as though there was something wrong with the wheel and I had to come down to check it. Both men were upon me within a couple of seconds.

“We were beginning to wonder when you were you going to go for a pee break?” Gar’s gruff voice was unmistakable. His voice was grating, and extremely annoying.

“Hello Gar,” I chuckled with my head bent against the cart, “where’s Gruff, his breath still smells like a decomposing corpse?”

“Who are you?” Graff’s voice was soft, almost feminine, which was ironic for a big man like him, and he often got teased for it.

“Ah!” I chuckled as I turned to face them, ‘I missed your girly voice, man.”

“Bollocks! It’s Sam,” Gar hissed, “Gruff, it’s Sam.”

“I’ve got eyes, and I’m pretty sure I know how to use them, dummy.”

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