Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 957

Beck instinctively stepped in front of Flora as a stranger appeared out of nowhere. He watched the man with a wary eye.

"Hey man, I'm on the up and up," the stranger chuckled, his hands buried in the pockets of his leather jacket. He gave a nod to Flora with a cheeky grin. "Hey there, gorgeous, looking for a phone?" "What phone?" Kruz and Adrian leaned in, intrigued.

The man squinted at the bustling crowd in the underground market and said slowly, "Just keep your eyes peeled. If you spot one you fancy, let me know. They're all going for two hundred bucks." Flora just stared, speechless.

Kruz commented on the incredible array of characters you could find in such a place.

She was seeing it firsthand. Who knew Lone Island's underground market had its own version of skilled pickpockets?

"Stealing here? You've got some nerve," Kruz marveled. The market was under mysterious management, and everyone had to play by the rules.

"Hey, just trying to get by," the man sighed, then turned back to Kruz. "So, you in?"

"I'm not buying," Kruz replied.

"Okay then." The man smirked. "If you're not buying their phones, hand over $200, and I'll give you yours back."

Kruz's jaw dropped. "What?"

He checked his pocket, and sure enough, his phone was missing! "Damn it!"

his pockets too. His

young folks from the Reyes family patted their pockets,

checked his back pocket, and

still have your phone?" Kruz asked,

her pocket and

little impressed. He'd meant to swipe it, but Flora was too

demanded, exasperated at the idea of negotiating with a

nowhere and rattled it,

break your legs!" Kruz threatened, rolling his eyes. "Beck, get

vern

said, dodging Beck's attempts to catch him. Despite his erratic movement Beck couldn't lay a hand on him. People who played this game in the underground

up,"

halted, puzzled, and looked

"Pay him."

looked at her in disbelief. Pay

equally confused but didn't question Flora. He reluctantly pulled out $3,000 and slapped it

sum. "May good fortune follow you,

he studied her face and suddenly said, "Hey, you

con artist," Kruz said, pulling