After constantly having to look over his shoulder to make sure that no one was going to step out of the shadows and slit his throat. Zachariah was almost free. All that he had to do was one teeny tiny little thing and the hitman would let him go. He had to sell out madam Mo. Easy.
Zachariah had sold people out before. But in those cases, the situation had been very different. During those times, he had often sold people out in order to get ahead. Or he had sold people out, in order to avoid getting into trouble.
There had been a time when they'd been stopped by police and he had shoved his drugs into the bag of the girl he had been with. When the police had been dragging her away, she had been screeching something about him ruining her sporting career. But Zachariah had not cared.
