He sat with his wife’s photo, waiting for a son who had already boarded without him

out from behind that desk. Right now.”

Jessica came around the counter, tears streaming down her face. “Please, Mr. Rodriguez, I need this job. I have student loans. I can’t—”

“You should have thought about that before you assaulted my wife,” Adrian cut her off cold. “Before you called her a scammer. Before you enjoyed humiliating her.”

I bent down to continue reading …