"They've got to be at least an F cup, maybe even a G."

The lead punk turned to Noelle. "Mrs. Halloway, your son owes us 25 thousand dollars. You're paying it back for him."

25 thousand dollars?!

Noelle's stomach dropped. She only made a thousand six a month, and after living costs, whatever she managed to save could be counted on one hand. 25 thousand dollars might as well have been an astronomical sum.

She stared at her son in disbelief. "How could you possibly owe them that much money?"

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