Chapter Ten
Tiffany
“HI, WHAT’S UP, Sinclair?” I asked, recognizing her ringtone.
“You still working?”
“Yes, for about another hour or so.”
“Is Ransom there?”
I raised my eyebrows. “Yes, but... how did you know?”
“Look, this reporter friend of Jesse’s just gave him a heads-up. The media is headed your way. Channel five, I believe. Apparently, someone called and leaked that Ransom was getting his hair trimmed at Tangled.”
I groaned. “Oh no.”
“Oh no is right. They catch you two together, you’ll probably get disqualified.”
I closed my eyes. “I’m sure.”
“You know, it’s kind of fishy that he wants you off of the show, suddenly decides to pay you a visit at the shop, and now the media has been tipped off. Sounds like a setup to me.”
I turned towards Ransom, who was watching me closel
