Rebecca Hale — The Second Ledger
“I know her work.
I know she tells the truth when a receipt doesn’t balance.
And I know you offered me three thousand dollars to throw her out.”
For the first time, Monica stopped smiling.
Opal continued evenly.
“You may leave now.
If you return to threaten someone on my property, I’ll make a report.”
Monica looked at me with naked fury.