Yvonne looked at the transaction slip. She raised an eyebrow. "I'm guessing things must have worked. No wonder Katie managed to cover it up."

Lloyd, standing next to her, was confused. "What worked?"

"It's adult stuff. Not suitable for children. I won't tell you about it."

Then, she instructed him, "Bring Finlay to me. There is something I would like to ask him."

"Sure," Lloyd agreed, and he smiled fawningly.

"Ms. Yvonne, could I listen in on this adult stuff then?"

"No," Yvonne refused, rolling her eyes at him.

Lloyd was a little depressed. He muttered, "I'm an adult! Why can't I listen in on it?"

…

The next evening, Lloyd brought Finlay to Yvonne after work.

Finlay recognized Yvonne instantly. He had a bad feeling about this. "M—Ms. Miller. How can I help you?"

"Nothing much. I just want to talk." Yvonne looked at Lloyd, who was cuffing Finlay's hands.

She said to Lloyd, "I told you to invite him here. Is this how you do it?"

Lloyd smiled and let Finlay go. He apologiz