336-My Heart Skips A Beat Whenever He Speaks

Helanie:

My jaw had hit the floor, and Emmet seemed stunned too. I glared at her, but she kept going.

"I would have never said anything, but she is a young girl. And I was shocked why her family let her sell herself—," she shut up when Emmet closed his eyes and raised a finger to ask for a minute.

"You mean to say—," Emmet opened his eyes and stretched his neck, but this time, his eyes had determination in them, "when I gave her a task to go do a little research on the people of Hooker's Street, you thought she was selling herself?"

I was taken aback by his statement. She looked between us before shaking her head and awkwardly smiling.

"She was with that guy Lamar—," the way she threw Lamar into the mix made a knot form in my stomach. I hated her taking my friend's name. But before I could defend him, Emmet spoke up again.

"Do you know who Lamar is?" he asked, his leg beginning to shake.