Tiffany's adamancy

I placed my hand in my pocket and slowly brought out my business card, then proceeded to carefully lay it on the table before backing away.

"Call me when you've calmed down," I said as I headed out. "I'm sorry for the things I said."

"Yeah, get out," she hissed. "And make sure to close the door behind you."

With a heavy heart and a little anger at her reluctance to listen to or believe me, I closed the door behind, letting out a sigh before making my way to the car.

My phone rang as I opened my car door and the caller ID was Courtney's, making me think twice about answering. I really am not in the mood for her requests and taunts.

"What?" I asked as I reluctantly answered the call.

"I assume it didn't go well?"

"It's none of your business," I retorted. "What do you want, Courtney? I'm busy."

"Well, first of all, stop using that tone with me," she warned. "Second, I think we can still find ways to help clear her name."

"Nevermind that," I sighed as I got into the car. "She doe