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pond later. If you don’t make us move you can come with us. I’ll even let you use my fishing pole. I got two. Well, one is broken. But you can use my new one.”
    “That’s enough Jett,” Melissa pulled her son away more firmly this time. “Mr. Mathison is only here for a short visit. He won’t have time to fish.”
    “Come on Jett, let’s go rig that pole,” Patrick put a hand on the boy’s shoulder.
    That’s when Jett threw out his very last bargaining chip.
    “I’ll even show you where to dig for night crawlers,” he called out with hope.
    Melissa caught Jett’s eye and glanced towards the house. When she saw the slump of his small shoulders as he walked down the path, she felt sick.
    “Tell me about the business.” Crow looked at her.
    “What do you want to know?” Melissa frowned slightly.
    Crow remained silent.
    “Okay… um… well …’’ Melissa started nervously. “It’s just a little startup enterprise right now. And I guess it’s been a little slower getting off the ground than I had originally thought it would be, but I’m hopeful once that I’m established things will get better. I think with time…”
    Melissa knew her voice had trailed off but she just couldn’t help it.
    Because although she did her best to answerall of the big ma n’ s arrogantly asked questions, her thoughts had turned to slapping him soundly for putting her through an embarrassing and unnecessary interrogation.
    She longed to wipe that insulting look off his face, but because at the moment he held her immediate future in his hands she made herself continue.
    “Look, what I think is most important for you to understand is that there is nothing happening here that should not be happening.”
    Still no response from him. Damn.
    Melissa narrowed her eyes as she powered the through the pounding in her head.
    “I know that I shouldn't be running a business out of a rented property without permission. I know I should have asked first, but that is as far as any impropriety goes. Having this allows me to be home with my son. Otherwise, I would have arrange day care for the times that he is not in school. We don’t have any family here and Jett has some health issues. It’s important that I’m home for him. I’m a good tenant; I’m always on time with the rent. I live a quiet life and I do what I can to keep up the place at my own expense.”
    Even though it needs a ton of work and not one dollar of the rent money I have scraped and saved to pay you has gone for any of the repairs or the furnishings I was promised.
    Crow crossed his arms, still not giving an indication otherwise that he had even heard her.
    Melissa decided to wait him out. Her tone had taken on Jett’s pleading one and she didn’t like hearing it. She was not going to beg. It seemed like forever that Melissa stood in front of Crow and stared at a lesser version of herself in those damned sunglasses.
    Finally, he lifted his chin toward the small pond in back of the property.
    “There’s fish in that pond?”
    “Yes, there is. I had it stocked for Jett when we moved in,” Melissa explained and wondered if this too was going to be a problem.
    “Your boy’s a little young to know how to hook a line.”
    “I taught him. He’s small for his age, but he’s smart and he remembers things,” Melissa answered. As if this dark angel would know anything about children.
    Crow nodded.
    Thinking of Jett, Melissa steered the conversation back to what mattered.
    “Look, if you really want me to, I'll shut down the business and look for a job somewhere in town. I'll make it work. It won't be easy, but I'd rather do that than uproot my son.” Melissa's voice broke slightly. “All I ask is that you take some time to consider and don’t base your decision on something that you think is happening here — something that would never happen here.”
    Melissa let out a long sigh and hoped that Crow would see reason.
    It seemed like forever before he