“You punk!”
“Mother? What's happening?” Harley ran over.
“I was only explaining the obvious to your mother. The products on display today are fake.”
“What? I see you have lost your mind.”
A thin smile appeared on Jake's face and he put his hands into his pocket and pulled out a neatly folded sheet of paper.
“There's the proof, go through it.”
Harley snatched the paper from him and read aloud.
“Maris Leather bag. Leather purchased from Duality foils. Quality,
Polyurethane 60%
Cotton 10%
Nylon 7%
Acrylic 5%
Results: Fake and substandard.
What's the meaning of this, Jake?” Harley asked. Amelia snatched the paper from Harley and looked at it. She went further to check the details in the paper and found it to be true. The paper also had a legal symbol that could be used as a leg
