Chapter 6 - The Trap is Set
Monday morning brought a harsh return to reality at Bellamy’s restaurant.
Brett had spent the entire weekend simmering in jealousy, enraged that the poor girl was now untouchable.
He decided to fix the problem permanently by slipping three hundred dollars from the cash register into Tessa’s locker.
He immediately called the general manager, claiming he had seen Tessa acting suspiciously near the office.
Tessa was pulled off the floor mid-shift, dragged into the back office like a common criminal.
“Open your locker, Tessa,” the manager demanded, flanked by a smug-looking Brett and a gloating Carla.
When the crumpled hundred-dollar bills tumbled out of her worn coat pocket, Tessa felt the world spin.
“I didn’t do this!” she pleaded, her voice trembling as Brett smiled victoriously.
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“Save it, thief,” Brett sneered. “You’re fired, and we’re calling the cops.”
Just as the manager picked up the phone to dial 911, the heavy kitchen doors swung open with a violent crash.
