The Prescotts Thought My Uniform Was Decorative

spent years convincing people your family has influence.”

He smiled.

“We do.”

I nodded once.

“I know.”

Then I reached for my phone.

“This conversation is over.”

Todd laughed.

“Who exactly are you calling?”

I met his eyes.

“The people who received a package from me forty-three minutes ago.”

For the first time that evening…

…nobody in the Prescott family smiled.continue reading …