what needed to be done.”
“From Emma?” Kelsey’s voice cracked on the last word.
“You had a deadline.”
Mark looked sick.
I said, “Here’s what’s happening. Tonight, you write Emma a check for every dollar available. Tomorrow, the bike sells or it doesn’t. Sunday, you bring me the rest. Cashier’s check. Certified funds. Not promises. Not shower money. If Emma’s continue reading …
