Chapter Three Emily tried to calm her racing heart as she waited to see Josh’s lawyer later that week. When Mr. Younger had told her that Josh could go to prison for close to six years, she’d wanted to throw up. He wasn’t even eighteen yet! And he hadn’t even been the one to rob that store. How could that be fair or just? “Ms. Lassiter?” Mr. Younger entered the tiny waiting room at the public defender’s office. “Come on back.” Emily followed him, once again admiring how young and handsome he was. When she’d first seen him in the courtroom, she’d almost demanded to know how old he was because he seemed too young to know what he was doing. She’d been afraid he wasn’t really a lawyer but instead some intern practicing on her poor brother. But, no, according to everything she’d found online

