And Jezebel didn’t know who to be angrier with.
Harper was sitting in a stupor of pain and embarrassment, shame, and it was understandable. But Jezebel needed her to pull it together. Like now.
“Harper, I don’t know you well, but I do know my sister loves you and your son. And the only reason why my parents were okay with you technically breaking in, is because you’re like family. You’ve worked for my mom for six years and she noted something has been wrong. Something about a strange character lurking around lately and stressing you out?”
Yeah, because never before had Scott come to her job to pressure her. And when he’d seen where she’d worked? He’d tried to ask her for the unimaginable.
“He asked me to rob your mom’s store. And I obviously said no, and he didn’t like it.” Stomach
