That might work.

Shelby looks a little taken aback at my apparent enthusiasm. “Y—You want me to talk to her?”

“Will you?”

Her sigh is heavy as she puts a hand on my shoulder. “You’re a good girl, Charlotte. I wish you hadn’t got caught up with those loan sharks. I always tell my kids: never borrow money that’s not from a bank. But you lot are just young and hot-headed.”

At this point, I don’t even want to correct her.

Robert really is gone when I head to the front of the ...