Eleanor's words made Rose stumble back a couple of steps, clearly rattled and suddenly too guilty to even lift her head.
Anthony chuckled. "Sure, call the cops. Honestly, sounds easier. Let them go through the hospital records and see if you ever paid anything. Let them figure out how much of this so-called bill is real. Blackmail's not a light charge, you know. Oh, and with the Briarshade Pack putting in a word? They'd probably throw in a bonus sentence—ten years, minimum."
Rose's face dropped. "Y-You guys..."
"Enough already," Anthony said, his patience running thin.
He had zero interest in wasting time talking to some loudmouth like her. That time was better spent chasing girls, seriously.
"You take this fifty grand and disappear. And don't even think about showing up a
