“His poor mother. It can’t be easy for her with her son in prison and her livelihood gone. A strong, young male like Jethro could help care for his family.” Conguise looked around the room, his usual condescending glare softened to a fatherly plea. “Don’t you agree?”
“I need verification of his engagement.” This was the first he’d heard about a fiancé. He’d met Stella years ago when she’d been barely a teen, but she’d be an adult now.
The professor’s soft look disappeared like a shadow in the sun. “That proves that Jethro’s interest in your fiancé is the only reason you’re keeping him in jail.”
“No, it doesn’t.” Gruntshit. He’d walked right into that one. “A romantic involvement settles a male down.” It was the first thing he could think of and even as he said it, he felt the trap fall
