Leo didn’t go to the police. Instead, he confronted Mindi privately. “Either you donate the mink coat to a charity auction publicly and apologize to my mom,” he said, “or this link to your embezzlement scheme gets emailed to every board member of your women’s club — and the district attorney.”
Mindi’s breath hitched. She could hear the rain hammering against the storefront windows, a metronome for the chaos in her head. mindi+mink+blackmail+by+sons+friend+link
“Tyler?” she asked. “What’s going on? Why… why would you do this?” Leo didn’t go to the police
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