"what do you mean?" I ask, getting worried about how panicky she looks. Her eyes pool with tears and are a bit red. Mia's boutique is very nice and moderate in size. Her clothes are not too expensive so I'm sure anyone can buy from here.
"Talk to me, Mia." I prompt and guide her to a couch in her office. Her body slightly shakes as she tries to hold in her sobs.
"I used this place as collateral for a loan." She says.
"Why would you do that?" I ask, a bit puzzled by her decision. Is she not generating enough income to keep the place running.
"I got robbed last 2 weeks after closing the shop. I was taking the money to the bank." She explains.
"Why didn't you tell me? Did you even tell Rick?" I ask. This is a big deal. I'm not sure she even reported this to the police.
"I took a loan s
