Chapitre 350: Border Problems

"The nerve alone will make you tell me," she said. "You're not really doing much here in all honesty." "Does it look like I care?" I asked. But to be honest, just her right beside me is already giving me the chills. I think I already have a fever.

"Well, maybe we can sit here forever while your friends continue to lose their passports one by one," Castillo said as she looked at me. I looked at her. "Why would I care, we already checked in."

"But you can't get out though," she said. "You're stuck in France. You can't go anywhere." She was right, we couldn't, but how many other TSA pickpockets were there?

"You try to act all funny and smart, but you're as hopeless as a dog in a cage. You're trapped, Connor Drails. You're trapped and there's nothing that you can do," she said.