“Pardon?” Asher asked in confusion. Completely bewildered by her sudden change in tone.
“If you don’t leave now, I’ll call the authorities.” The woman said firmly, stunning Asher.
“Ma’am I think you have the wrong Idea, she’s my wife.” Asher lied, sensing that was the only way he might get an answer from the ridiculous woman. “She left home and I’m trying to find her.”
“I’ve misunderstood nothing. Leave my shop, you won’t be getting any information from me.”
“Ma’am this is for her safety. . .” The woman scoffed at him. Her hands folding across her chest as she sent him yet another glare. By now, customers had ceased their business and watched the scene unfold. Asher’s could pick up the little murmurs they passed amongst themselves.
“What do you think is happening?”
“It seems his
