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Chapter Thirteen
Jason walked into the café to see Sam sitting there drinking a cup of coffee.
"Can we talk?" she asked standing up to block his way to the back.
"No," he said.
"It's about Brenda." Jason looked at Sam, extremely curious as to how she knew about Brenda. "I met her today. She's not the friendliest person."
"What about her?" Jason asked.
"She was getting arrested," Sam told him flat out.
"What? Why?" he asked.
"Conspiracy."
Jason flipped open his phone and dialed. It went straight to voicemail. "Damn," he said before walking past Sam and into the back. Sonny was sitting behind his desk.
"Sam said Brenda was just arrested." Sonny didn't say anything. "Did you hear me? For conspiracy?"
"I heard you. I'm sure she's fine."
"In jail. Brenda hates small spaces," Jason said. Sonny looked at him and his sudden interest lately in the well-being and safety of Brenda.
"I made a few calls. She's in good hands," Sonny said.
"Meaning?" Jason asked sitting down.
"Meaning that she's probably with Jagger Cates and she's probably spilling her guts."
"To some random guy?"
"He's not some random guy. He's Brenda's first love and an old friend of Jason Quartermaine," Sonny said closing the folder in front of him. "Let him do this."
Jason held up his hands, signaling defeat.
"She's getting to you, isn't she?" Sonny asked.
"She's getting on my nerves, yes. But that's nothing new," Jason told him. Sonny just nodded. A moment later Jason got up and left the room. Sam was still sitting there.
"On your way to bail her out of jail?" Sam commented.
"She can find her own way out," Jason said before leaving the café, letting the door slam behind him.