Christopher looked at the pictures strewn across the ground. They depicted his coercion of Maisy and how he'd sold her and Kenny.
Everything had been captured with a full-frame camera. Even his expression could be clearly seen.
Christopher was scared to death. He had been trembling before Joe, but now his knees were about to give out. He had to force himself to hold on so he didn't collapse.
"These are all photoshopped pictures. It isn't me. This is illegal. I would never do that!"
He would never admit to it. Never! It wasn't him!
Joe didn't have the patience to reason with Christopher. He glanced at Paul.
Paul chuckled at Christopher's idiocy. He mocked, "I've met some pretty dumb people, but they're nothing compared to you. Since you didn't do it, why don't we report it to the police? I might even get a medal for it.
"Right, I have a copy of your transaction records with me. You look familiar with the process. You've been asking for a formidable price. We've got concrete evidence. Current laws would mandate a lifetime of jail for you."
Paul had seen assholes, but none of them were better at lying to themselves than Christopher. He looked like a gentleman. In reality, he was an utter disgrace and a laughingstock.
Paul was about to call the police when Christopher shouted, "Wait, don't call the police!"
Christopher was terrified. He didn't want to be put behind bars.
He knew whether these pictures were truly doctored. Initially, he thought of passing them off as edited photos. Who knew Joe wouldn't take the bait?
In the past, he'd heard people in Jipsburg warn him not to piss Joe off or anyone in the Martin family. It looked like the rumors were true.
Christopher hadn't expected Joe to be so harsh to him. After all, he was only Skylar's ex, yet Joe even set men to protect her.
How terrifying!
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