Genevieve sucked in an irritated breath and mustered a calm sounding reply with difficulty.
“Fine. I will behave myself.”
It was getting harder to maintain a fake persona and she was nearly at a breaking point.
Aubyn reached for his notebook and Genevieve took that to mean that the conversation was over.
“Good bye and make sure to close the door behind you,” Aubyn said without looking up.
Genevieve stood up.
“Bye,” she replied.
“Ah,” Aubyn said and she turned back. “Your friend’s incentives will be in their lockers in the common room.”
“Where’s my incentive?” Genevieve asked rather boldly.
Even she was surprised that she had the guts to say that. Incentive was a polite way to word that he had bribed Annie and Estelle with money. Aubyn never paid her for anything she had done.
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