Chapter 7

"What shoot?" I asked into the speaker. The line went quiet. "It's nothing," Brooke said quickly, her tone shifting from shrill to defensive. "I brought my camera to take some beach photos for my portfolio while I was trying to get over my breakup." "Because you canceled the villa," she added, "the resort revoked my photography permit and charged a fifteen-hundred-dollar fee." "If you applied for a commercial permit under my reservation without asking me," I said, "then the fee belongs to...