“Are you colluding with the other small-business owners?” She nodded, though she didn’t look up from her device as she tapped one long nail on the screen. “He’s lucky I let him walk in here after what he did to poor Victoria.” She shook her head. “Shoulda put ex-lax in his coffee.” Finn shot up straight. “Bernice.” She glared at him. “Finn Hebert, don’t you dare sass me. I’ll call your wife.”
