Chapter 10
The next day, Jacob was a walking bundle of nerves. The plan was set. Decisions had been made. But he still worried. He didn’t want anything to mess this up. He couldn’t take a chance with his grandfather’s legacy.
It was ironic that the blackmailer had called first thing that morning, before Jacob had even had a chance to contact the man through the email he’d used to send the video. When Jacob had informed him he’d gathered together the money, he’d seemed surprised—almost sad, actually. Perhaps he had looked forward to destroying his grandfather’s memory more than getting the money.
Jacob explained he would leave the money in an envelope in the shelter’s mailbox that day and clear the place by noon, so that no one would be around. The man on the other end of the line had pr
