Kitty wasn’t surprised that Finlay was storing money away. This was part of their plan of running away, one that she had funded herself. That being said, she had never questioned where he’d stored the money. If anything, she imagined that his wife would have easier access to it.

His widow was now threatening to involve law enforcement and Kitty blanched. Her brain was naturally wired to see Finlay through rose tinted glasses, but she couldn’t ignore the severity of the situation.

“You can’t do that!” Kitty cried out, panicked. “Your money is not here, leave our shop out of this!” Had she found out that Kitty had been stealing away money from their own register?

“Listen, Finlay asked me for money too and I gave it to him. He told me it was for us to start a family in America. You lived with him, surely he must have it around the house! How do I know that you’ve not found it and you’re now trying to blackmail me to make yourself richer!”