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CHAPTER SIXAt Elena’s donut shop on Monday afternoon, the woman was talking to herself in the back room. “This is just too much!” she cried. She came out to where Paul Morales and Abel were at the counter. Claudia hadn’t arrived yet. “There’s sixty dollars missing from my purse,” she stormed. “I know I put sixty dollars in my purse this morning before I left the house. Now there’s like a dollar and some change in there!”
Paul tried to reason with her. “Elena, you’ve been working back there the whole time you’ve been here. You woulda seen somebody come in and—”
“But I went to the bathroom,” Elena countered. “Anything could have happened while I was in there!” Her dark eyes pierced Abel and Paul like lasers. “I make little enough profit here without being robbed by my own employees!
