Amy's Big Mistake.

The next day Amy got up early and began her summer side hustle of delivering for uber eats. It was a decent way to get extra spending cash during the summer and she could set her own hours. She was on her third delivery of the day beginning to feel disappointed in her new life already. She didn't know what she expected but this just felt normal and boring. As she went to drop off the food she heard arguing coming through the door. Something important wasn't getting done. Someone had fucked up, no wait...someone hadn't showed up and they really needed him to. The two men inside were yelling at each other in an obvious panic. When they saw Amy come to the door with their food the elder of the two men smiled. "I think I might have our answer."

Amy felt apprehensive at the look she was being shot but was excited. This at least wasn't boring! "Is there uh, anything else I can do for y'all?" Amy asked slightly awkwardly.
"Darling, my friend and I work in secure package delivery and one of my drivers just quit. I need this briefcase delivered to this address in the next hour or I...lose the contract. It's worth a thousand bucks if you do it for me."
Amy saw dollar signs, that was more than she made in a week and a half. She was already envisioning the shopping trip. This is what she was talking about! This wasn't boring!
She quickly agreed, the two men took a copy of her drivers license for security sake and told her not to try and open the case that it was full of classified documents.
About an hour and a half later after a handoff in a decidedly sketchier area than she expected Amy was back in the apartment being handed $1,000 in cash. Over the next few days Amy made several runs for the exotic business. Loving the look of her bank account and her sock drawer stash of cash had never been fuller in her life. The following Saturday, the fifth day of her arrangement she got a text just as she was waking up from a number she didn't recognize. It said "

"Well well well, Hello Amy. How's your first week going at the new job? Any regrets yet?"

Amy was confused and a little scared. She hadn't told anyone about her new side gig running packages. "I don't know what you're talking about. Who is this?" "For now you may Refer to me as Master or Sir, and I think you do Amy." Attached were several pictures obviously taken on different days showing her entering and leaving the apartment for her package running business. Amy was seriously unnerved now "So what I have a new job, who is this are you stalking me?"

"No, I prefer to watch from a-far. I have had you followed once I realized what you were doing though."

"And what is it you think I'm doing, wtf do you want from me?" Amy typed out with shaking fingers."
"Why transporting cocaine for a cartel of course, Come on Amy you're not that dumb are you? Did you really think those were "documents" in there? As for what I want from you, So many things but we'll start with obedience and honesty."
Attached were pictures, obviously the same cases this time open to show pounds of cocaine inside. Amy was at a loss for words. Her mind reeling as the tumblers fell into place. How could she be so stupid, so blinded by the money.

"So remember complete honesty, Which would you prefer. Spending the next 20 years in prison. Or being embarrassed beyond your wildest nightmares? you have 20 seconds to reply."

Amy was in an absolute panic now "Please, I'll do whatever you ask, just don't get me sent to prison! I didn't know what I was doing. please!!!!"

"Well I told you to be obedient and honest, begging without being asked is neither. Answer my question now. I don't like to repeat myself."

"If I have to pick one, embarrassed then" Amy said afraid of where this was going.