“There’s nothing to handle,” I said from between gritted teeth.
The smile dropped away, and she took two steps toward me, one bony finger an inch from poking me. If she did, I wasn’t sure I could keep my temper.
“Like hell there isn’t,” she said. “Let me spell it out for you. Either you stay away from my family, or I will make your life a living hell. I know people who will make sure no one comes near your pathetic little business. I’ll run you out of this city if I have to, and no one will stop me.”
Enough.
“Out.” I walked back to the door and opened it. “Get the hell out, Elise. And if I catch you harassing my customers, I’m calling the cops.”
She glared at me as she stormed out, and I barely stopped myself from slamming the door behind her. I’d known she was a piece of work, but to come over here and threaten me like that…I shook my head.
If the baby was really Jalen’s, I was going to have to put some serious thought into how I would handle things without killing Elise.
Or I was going to need a good alibi.