grew silent.
Then Margaret made her second mistake.
She laughed.
Actually laughed.
“Do you know who our family is?”
I paused.
Then answered honestly.
“No.”
That seemed to surprise her.
Apparently most people were supposed to know.
Or care.
She straightened her shoulders.
“The Prescotts have influence throughout this state.”
I nodded.
“Good for you.”
Her eyes narrowed.
The response clearly wasn’t what she expected.
Then Ethan stepped forward.
“You’re overreacting.”
“No.”
I looked directly at him.
“I’m reacting.”
The distinction mattered.
A lot.
Years of military leadership taught me
