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

instantly.

“Are you kidding me?” she snapped. “Are you actually threatening me right now?”

“I’m documenting,” I corrected calmly. “There’s a difference.”

She snorted. “You know what? Keep your little recording.” She snatched the notes back out of her wallet and stuffed them away. “I was trying to be nice.”

Then she did something I genuinely hadn’t anticipated.continue reading …