Brooke's POV
“It’s too expensive,” Milo says the next day. “We can’t, guys. We’re not spending this much of Fiona’s money.”
“What about some kind of arrangement?” Kate asks the apartment owner desperately. “Sierra here is a top-notch hunter-jumper rider. There’s a show coming up next week, and if she wins, she’ll have the money to cover, what, two months’ rent?”
Probably even more than that. The kinds of shows Fiona and this new barn of ours would sign me up for are going to have big-money classes. But horse shows are no stable way to make money, and the owner knows that.
We could have just used Fiona’s name, of course, for a background and credit check. We could have linked the payment to one of her accounts. But we’re trying to do this right—to keep ourselves afloat as legitimately
