Skyla’s POV
“W-what?” I stuttered.
She stood up and swiftly pulled the recorder from my pocket, twirling it between her fingers.
“Let me borrow this, mmh?” She asked rhetorically.
“Hey! Give that back,” I demanded and reached to grab it, but she immediately snapped it with both palms before I could get hold of it.
“Take your seat, Skyla; I presume you don’t want to cause a scene… yeah?” She said she looked unfazed by everything, which left me baffled.
I reluctantly took my seat back and waited for her to speak. I discretely looked around the bar and noticed the triplets weren’t inside yet. It was better that way, as it seemed Courtney was already highly suspicious.
“Now that your little toy is out of the way, let’s begin. There’s a lot I have to say to you,” she stated curtly and s
