“You’re making a big mistake, Amy,” Brad said, leaning across the glass.

“You really think you can chase everybody off that hill and folks around here are going to respect you for it?”

I picked my keys up off the counter and turned for the door.

“What I’ll see is you off my land, Brad,” I said.

I pushed through the glass door and walked out into the lot without a backward glance.

My hands were cold as I unlocked the truck.