Chapter Nine
“Like they say—no time like the present to get started.” Leah sounded almost gleeful as she dramatically pulled her trusty notepad and pen from her tote and flipped to a blank page.
At the top she wrote “Potential Baddies” in large block lettering, causing Decker to release not one, but two snorts.
Leah’s eyes never left the page as she replied, “That’s right, Buttercup, time to give it up. And though it should go without saying, both AJ and I plan on proceeding without judgment or placing blame where you’re concerned. So if you’re feeling squishy, it’s time for you to get over yourself already. Capiche?”
Decker chuckled and nodded. “You know, I may have underestimated the two of you and I apologize. I had you figured for a couple of Nancy Drew wannabe’s, going off half-c*
