"Heat, Suspicion, and a Million Dollars"

With a sudden rush of panic, I realized that I have been duped.l was told the meeting will happen right here. Where is everybody? Imagine carrying a bag with a million dollars in it with a weapon in the pocket, all alone, and the dealers don't show up. How much longer am I supposed to wait? They told me it was the last task and I'd be free from this mess. Sooner or later, people are going to notice what a 6/8" man is doing alone on the beach with a huge bag. I don't think the cap thing will work for too long. I have started to feel the sweaty palms and thirsty throat. The fact that it is 3 Iol clock on a summer afternoon isn't helping at all. I think the man in the navy shorts has started to notice me. Why did I not think of this possibility? Soon they'll all be staring at me, and I don't want that, but I have to get rid of this money as soon as possible.l never imagined I would fall this deep into the crime world. But now I think it was inevitable. I always had the mind of a criminal. I don't even do it for the money rather the thrill. The fact that my life could end at any moment made me live it to the fullest. Now here I am a full time drug dealer. I will wait just 5 more minutes and if they don't come ill burn this money and dissapear.