Shaun grinned. “Well, they complained. But they didn’t do too bad for first-timers.”
I smirked. “They did clean up the alley nicely behind the building.”
The weather had warmed up enough for this weekend, that instead of Shaun taking the boys who’d vandalized the salon exterminating, he made them clean the alley, sweeping up any and all junk and debris behind the strip mall.
It seemed a fair punishment. Some hard labor for the crap they’d pulled.
And they confessed to the cyber-attack as well.
Which surprised me.
But it shouldn’t have.
Kids were much more adept at technology.
For their sentencing, in exchange for it not being on their records, the judge sentenced all three to six months of hard labor, working for Shaun Delafrost, since he was the owner of the property.
“You must have a damn good lawyer,” Matthew said.
Shaun shrugged. “I’ve known the judge for years.”
“I still can’t get over you’re our landlord,” Autumn said.
“And you never mentioned it,” I said.
He smiled. “I really was going to tell you. I came over there the other night and I planned on telling you at dinner. I felt like you needed to know. Then the windows got broken.”
“If I never see another police officer, it’ll be too soon,” I said.
“Hey,” Louie said.
“Present company excluded, of course.”
Louie grinned.
Emma was bouncing back and forth in her chair.
“Emma, please stop,” Summer said.
“But Mommy!”
“No, Emma. Now is not the time.”
I raised my eyebrow. The last thing we needed was more hidden drama. It seemed this family had enough of it.
“What’s going on, Summer?” Mom asked.
“I wanna tell! Can I tell?”
Summer sighed. “Tell them, Emma.”
“I’m gonna be a big sister!”
I grinned. Glanced at Summer.
She was embarrassed, both her and Matthew’s cheeks were pink.
“Congratulations,” Shaun said.
