Charlotte's POV
I checked my reflection in the mirror one last time before leaving the house, because I wanted to look confident and I didn't want anyone to see how nervous I actually was.
I adjusted my blouse, fixed my hair, and picked up my handbag.
Mom had been acting differently lately. Ever since she had started meeting Paige, she had stopped accepting everything I told her without question, and that made me uncomfortable.
I couldn't let her keep digging. I needed money, I needed information, and most importantly, I needed someone who could help me without asking too many questions.
The man I was meeting had contacted me through someone I trusted, although I had never actually met him before.
I knew almost nothing about him. I didn't know where he lived. I didn't know who he wor
