Ricardo was the last.
He stopped in front of me.
“This isn’t over.”
I tilted my head.
“You’re right.”
His arrogant grin returned.
“Oh really?”
“Yes.”
I showed him my phone.
“Your family damaged several items in the house. My lawyer is already preparing a damage claim.”
His smile vanished.
“What?”
“The carpets are stained, two crystal glasses are broken, and someone scratched the dining table.”
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