Rose
The box is opened, and Jolene stares wide-eyed. She kneels down and digs her hands into the box. She shifts the stuff around, checking the contents of the box carefully.
“You clearly placed it somewhere else!” she shouts and removes all the contents.
I huff. “Placed what? What you see is what is there,” I tell her.
“A deal is a deal. And before you do anything silly, I have sent the recording to someone in the pack who will do the distribution on my behalf.” I smirk at her, and I see the colour drain from her rosy cheeks.
“No, there is something wrong. You must have switched the items?” She is frantic, turning the expensive material up and down.
“What item are you talking about? I bought this suit for Benson, and I hid the box here because I didn’t want him to know about it, but
