I glanced at Mary’s avoid gaze as she absentmindedly rubs her forearms. Concerned by the bruises on her arm and torso, I pulled her into the corner of the room out of the ear shot of anyone else.. "Mary, what happened? Did the mafia do this to you?"
Mary shook her head, a sad smile tugging at her lips. "No, no.” She looks around, panic dancing in her eyes. “Elise I need this job. I promise I didn’t say a word.”
I step back, confusion invading my face. “Mary I would never.”
“I just thought, you know, because of your connections.” She whispers almost too low for me to hear, and I almost just fresh out of my skin at the insinuation.
“No.” My voice comes out sharper than I intended and she flinches. I whisper softer, “Is this because of that mafia member yesterday.”
She shakes her head l
