Kendra’s PoV
“Pleasure doing business with you, kid.” Jake was suddenly all chirpy and bright like the five grand worth of sales had nothing to do with it. I crossed my arms fuming at the leech salesman. Noah snatched up the paper bag and walked away, glancing over his shoulder, but I turned to Jake.
“You’re that guy’s kid, ain’t ya?” Jake asked, mouth hitching up. “Slavic looking fellow. Your boyfriend’s got more balls than him.”
I slashed a hand mid-air. “Okay, never say that sentence ever again,” I said drily, fighting down nausea. I kept my voice low. “You knew the pendant didn’t belong to him, so why’d you buy it in the first place?”
The shady salesman shrugged half-heartedly. “Because I know when a man’s beat.”
I scoffed at him; that wasn’t enough to fill the lack of answers I h
