“My dad owns every law firm in this province,” the lawyer’s daughter laughed after ramming her brand-new Tesla into my old Subaru

that agreement,” I said, “and if the people at the hospital confirm you actually showed up and worked, and if your driving record looks clean in six months, then yes. I’ll delete them. And you’ll never hear from me again.”

She nodded, relief flickering across her face.

“But,” I added, “if I ever find out that you’ve done something like this again—if continue reading …