Chapter TWO-JEZEBEL

The kettle whistled loudly, cutting through the heavy silence of my cramped office and pulling me away from the depressing task of sorting through the month’s bills.

I let out a sigh, rubbing my temples as I glanced at the piles of paper scattered across the desk—overdue notices, rising utility costs, and the inevitable reminder of my dwindling cash reserves.

For the last two weeks, the rain had poured down almost nonstop, a relentless deluge that mirrored my growing anxiety.

Each drop felt like a weight pressing down on my already wobbly finances, pushing me closer to the edge of no return.

I had always known that weather could make or break a business like mine—a drive-in movie theater in a small town was a fickle beast, reliant on the whims of both customers and the sky.