Chapter 7

Jessy's POV

“Oh, no, Jessy... Choose someone better” she said, containing a shiver. I giggled low, still watching the stranger move away. He really had a very nice ass. “Can you have sex with everyone, being a man or a woman, and choose that thing? He'll think it's a scam. Poor people always think that anything is a coup.”

“Let me think, just take it to me” I asked again, turning my eyes to my feet, in order to see a small thin one that had been trapped under my heels. I skipped the thing, making a face to the precariousness of that studio. “And also call Joana. I want to talk seriously about this place.”

“I've already speculated with some acquaintances of the owner” reported Gabbie, in a low voice. “He has sales plans, but I don't think he would accept a very small offer.”

“And I said that money was a problem for me?”

“No, but...”

“So buy this damn station, Gabbie.”

“What is the real interest in this place, Jessy?” she asked, tired. I shrug