Chapter 21
Nothing to Lose
“I want to see the lady owner and I want to see her now.” Sophia stood her ground before the perplexed salesman from earlier, ignoring his attempts to close his computer as home time approached. Noises filled the showroom as glass doors slid closed and keys jangled.
“You can’t,” he replied, dragging a lightweight jacket from the back of his chair and slipping his arms into the sleeves. “I told you, she’s in tomorrow.”
“I see her now or I call the cops.” Sophia sank into his visitor’s chair and folded her arms. The walk into town without phone or money cost her. Blisters budded on the soles of her feet and sweat ran down her back and into her knickers. Even behind her knees felt sticky. A kind bus driver stopped and let her ride part of the way for free, assum
