Chapter 116
Kimberly’s POV
I finally got a lead on what I needed. The only holdup was the price. I was offering $50, but they wanted much more than it was worth. I only needed one of their injectable pens and a needle for it.
They're acting like this is such a big deal, but there is no way in hell that I’m going to pay them the $500 they're asking. They think they had me in a bind, but they’re wrong.
“I don’t need it anymore,” I finally texted back.
I would just have to figure something else out. I needed my money to help me get the hell out of here. Gas isn’t cheap, and neither is food. I didn’t need their pen that bad. If it came down to it, I would try to find what I needed at the hospital, but usually medication was locked up, and I didn't have access to it.
“$50 isn’t enough.
