"Pft!" I couldn't help but laugh. I didn't expect Jacqueline to outright lie about a tracker. If I didn't know any better, I might've been fooled.

"Ms. Rainford, are you sure?" I asked softly.

Seeing my calm demeanor, Jacqueline said coldly, "The tracker shows the necklace is closest to you. It must be in your bag. Do you have the courage to open it and check?"

I nodded. "Alright, but if the necklace isn't in my bag, how are you going to apologize? False accusation is a crime."

Jacqueline scoffed at my audacity, thinking that I wouldn't be so brave when I later opened my bag. "If it's not there,...