Chapter 5

Riley POV

Seeing her here was such a shock to me, but to find out that not only had she stolen clothes but that she had stolen clothes for a child, well, that just blew me away. The stuff that she stole came to a total of $11, so if she can’t pay for them, fuck things must be bad for her.

I’ve tried all I can to get her to talk to me, and so has my Mom, but she won’t. She won’t tell us a Goddam thing, and now I’m pissed! So fucking pissed! She’s lying to us about her name. I know she is, and she won’t tell us why she has done this. Even when I threatened her with the cops, she didn’t waver.

We rarely have anyone steal from here. It’s a charity shop after all, but it does happen. Usually, when it happens, the threat of me calling the cops is enough to get them talking, but not this time. I don’t do it to be a dick. I do it to get them talking beca