Naomi Estelle had zero intention of letting me go from the start!
His scheme was simple: use me to heal Tristin Schroeder, then toss me right back behind bars!
"Well, Mason, you blew your shot. Can't say I didn't warn you," Naomi Estelle said with ice in his voice.
"I'll file the paperwork real soon, and when that happens... you won't get a second chance to feel sorry!" Naomi Estelle threatened darkly.
"That's not your problem, Mr. Estelle," I replied flatly.
After dropping that line, I spun around and walked off.
Naomi Estelle was steaming mad, but there wasn't jack he could do about it. He stormed off empty-handed.
——
He made his way back to his office, where Conrad Schroeder sat nursing a cup of tea.
"Mr. Estelle, how'd it play out? Did Mason Raymond cave?" Conrad Schroeder asked.
Naomi Estelle shook his head with a heavy sigh, "Mr. Schroeder, Mason Raymond's sharper than we gave him credit for. He saw right through what we were planning."
