“You don’t think I handled it well,” Amelia said.

Alex knew he stepped in it. He had no right to judge her or her tactics. She was in her twenties and looked at life differently. She didn’t have the benefit of experience, nor did she have a phalanx of lawyers behind her. She only had her stubbornness. That resulted in an hour in a jail cell. No convictions, but he had paid a fine for her.

“I’m sorry, Amelia. It isn’t my place to say anything.”

“It is ...