Chapter 197

Even though the money hadn't come through yet, Reginald swore everything would make sense six months later. Before they could even hesitate for more than a heartbeat, Leslie's stick came swinging down hard, smacking them without mercy. Both women bawled like babies in pain. "Okay okay! Stop hitting, we'll talk!" Tears and snot ran down their faces. Leslie wasn't just spoiled-she was downright vicious. Didn't even care who was right or wrong before throwing hands like that. "Yes, yes! It was Reginald who gave us the stuff and told us to sneak it into Mr. Ackerley's tea every day. No one would notice." A flicker of cold intent flashed across Leslie's eyes. She flung the stick to the ground. "Next time you see the police, know what you're supposed to say, got it?" They nodded like bobbleheads. "Got it, got it." "Good. Now, come with me." "Go... where?" Their voices trembled as they spoke. Leslie smiled, but it sent chills down their spines. That grin screamed danger. "To a safe place, obv