“Look what he just sent me,” I said, tipping the monitor toward him.

Ben leaned over the glass counter and pushed his glasses up to read the heavy black print on the cancellation notice.

“He canceled her car insurance?” Ben asked.

“As of twelve thirty today,” I said.

“He took her off his policy entirely.”

“Sadie drives that 2008 Chevy Cobalt to school every morning,” Ben said, his voice dropping low and hard.

“If she drives home from her bakery shift uninsured, the state system flags her license.”