“No wonder the Finleys didn’t invite them.
They’re cutting ties!”
“Without the Finleys, they’d still be running a
tiny leather factory! They’d be broke!”
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There were also stories about how the
Garrisons had mistreated people, with evidence.
The family was ruined.
The internet was in an uproar.
My friend had gathered all this dirt. She knew a lot of people and getting the information wasn’t hard.
The atmosphere in the Garrison house was
suffocating.
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Mr. Garrison was pale, his eyes full of despair.
He was shaking so hard he dropped his phone.
Garrison and Susan looked like they were about
to die.
“No way! Who did this?”
“Who would dare mess with us like this?”
“It’s the Finleys! They had this planned all along! They wanted to destroy us!”
“They deserve to die! I’m gonna kill them!”
They were just trying to hide their fear.
Then they looked at Mr. Garrison. He was the
only one who could save them.
If the family fell, everyone they had ever
wronged would make their lives hell.
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He ignored them. He grabbed his phone and
called me.
He started to beg, “Ms. Finley, we’ll give you
half of everything. Please, forgive us…”
I cut him off. “Too late!”
“I said to do it by tonight. You didn’t.
“I’m not forcing you.
“I gave you the chance. Now you’ll have to live with it.”
I hung up.
He laughed crazily. He looked at Garrison and
Susan, his eyes red. “It’s over!”
“All my work is gone!”
“I was stupid. I knew the Finleys were too
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powerful, but I let you convince me. Now it’s
too late!”
“There’s no way to recover. Instead of waiting
to be humiliated, let’s just end it. At least we’ll
have company in hell.”
