At that moment, upon hearing what Jerry was saying, Rebecca couldn't help but feel a sudden chill run through her. She paused, her fingers curling loosely around the edge of the table beside her as she listened more carefully. Jerry's tone wasn't just serious it was heavy. And to someone like Rebecca, who had worked with him for years and knew him like the back of her hand, it was unlike anything she'd ever heard from him before.
Jerry wasn't the kind of man who begged. He was firm, decisive, and always kept his emotions tucked behind layers of calm and control. So for him to now be practically pleading with her, not as a boss, not even as a friend but as someone desperate and vulnerable it shook her a little.
This wasn't business as usual.
Rebecca slowly sat down, her mind racing. For a split second, she wondered if Jerry was being blackmailed or maybe forced into something. Was it about Abigail? Was it his family? Something was off. She could feel it in her gut.
