“This is about my personal safety. Shouldn’t I confirm it with her?” Joy’s gaze turned playful. “Or do you want me to keep misunderstanding Madam Walker?”

Whether Joy got along with Madam Walker or not had nothing to do with me.

She was like a porcupine—she stuck anyone who got close. With that kind of personality, it was no wonder she couldn’t keep friends.

“Editor Wilson is right. This is between you and Madam Walker. I shouldn’t ...