pickup crunched over the gravel

ill the engine, the flim

nds, hungry for the massive loot she expected Clara to bring. When she saw on

nails on a chalkboard. "You ungrateful little bitch! I

ary posture straightening

the market right now. Deonte needs a new motorcycle

ront of his towering frame, using her small body as a p

you a damn thing

cked by the venom in

!" Clara yelled, making sure the nosy neighbors in the trailer park could hear. "That mo

ple with rage. Just then,

sister, stepped out. She was pain

und. She grabbed a fistful of Katelynn's hair and yan

l satisfaction. "Fine. I don't need your money. Old man Henderson at the aut

ke a physical blow to

revious wives to death. In her past life, Katelynn had been

-hot rage explode

way from Katelynn's hair with brutal force, gra

oke on her breath, "I will march straight to the police station. I will report you for trafficking a minor and f

Clara's eyes terrified her. She took a step b

r bill she had hidden. Keeping her body between her mother and her

shoulder. "Keep going to school. I wil

bed, nodding

abric of Cade's uniform sleeve, and drag

r voice, screaming obscenities a

the engine, throwing the truck into revers

remained fixed on Clara. The disgust was gone, replaced