"Dude, are you being for real? I just put my blood on a fucking paper for you, even knowing that giving my blood to a stranger was dangerous... and now you want to sell me?" Faye said, unable to believe what she was hearing. She threw her hands up in the air, her jaw dropping open as she glared at him. Her breathing went sharp, her shoes twisting in the dirt-road as she stepped right into his space, completely offended that he was throwing prices around like they were at some flea market.
How much?
Faye knew that giving her blood to someone was never a good idea.
She had done it before, and it got her kidnapped and held captive for days inside some stupid mansion. And now she had just repeated the same mistake for her best friend, slicing her skin open just to help him get his freedom and wealth, only for him to turn around and start bargaining for her own head.
